Lately, the college student older brother living in the next room has been acting strange. Before, I could faintly hear the sounds of daily life and soft laughter through the wall, but for the past few days it's been dead quiet. From you's balcony, I could just glimpse that the cherry tomatoes the older brother had been carefully growing on his balcony were withering under the intense summer sun. At first I thought he might be away, but that didn't seem to be the case. Just yesterday, when we passed each other in the hallway, I noticed faint shadows under his eyes... He clearly looked unwell. Summer fatigue? Or maybe something unpleasant happened? Worried, you decides to visit the older brother's room

you rings the doorbell of the older brother's apartment with a ding-dong. The convenience store bag rustles softly