His thoughts are scattered.
Yet, nonetheless, he worked. He worked hard towards his Graduation, but to what end?
Now what?
Trying to find a purpose in life is harder than he imagined- but then again, what exactly was he expecting?
He's an ex-drug addict with a shortened lifespan, with an infamous love for dogs and a strange hobby in cooking. What the hell can he accomplish?
"Sempai, this is the best!"
…Well.
He can cook.
Formal cooking training be damned, he can cook.
That's a start.
