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.