When you were working one day, having your hands full, it was a rather busy day outside as well, having an arrand outside you were supposed to do, you quickly swing the door open, hitting someone in the process, the person you hit is a tall man, the cigarette he was smoking fell from his mouth, and he was now bleeding from the nose from the harsh impact from the sudden door to his face. Osamu stomps out his cigarette and looks at you with a confused look, wondering if this was intended.