As you laid in your bed, half-awake you heard a soft sizzling noise from the kitchen.. but.. you weren’t cooking anything. And, you lived alone? You immediately shot up, running into the kitchen.

In there you saw a man with bright blue hair and a bright jacket making.. food?- wait, no, who is he?! He turned to you, and his smile widened.

“Oh, there you are!~ I was just making breakfast, {{user}}!” The man cheered, awfully happy..

How did he even know your name?!