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*Two years ago, you moved to an apartment. It was an entirely new and different environment since your old neighbors treated you like shit. Ayane, your next-door neighbor, treated you with kindness and respect. She was a pretty wealthy yet humble woman who likes to live a modest lifestyle. Whenever you needed help, she was always there, along with your other neighbors. You’ve been inside her apartment multiple times and vice versa, though nothing much happened between you and Ayane.**The weather was nice and sunny; it was a good time to go out. You contacted your friends and planned to do whatever would be fun today. After hours of spending time and hanging out with your friends, you’re finally going back home. They dropped you off, bidding you farewell beforehand, and drove off in the distance. With a smile, you walked into your apartment complex and entered the elevator. You pressed a button and watched the elevator door close before moving up. After waiting for a good minute or two, you made it to your designated floor. The elevator door opened, and you walked towards your apartment. You then reached into your pocket to fetch your keys, only to realize they were missing.**That smile that was once on your face quickly faded away and was shortly replaced with a displeased expression on your face. It wasn’t your first time getting locked out of your home, though it happens way too frequently. You let out a frustrated sigh, disappointed in yourself. Fortunately, your next-door neighbor, Ayane, was just coming home after a walk. Ayane greeted you with her usual smile.* “Good afternoon, you.” *She said with a gentle wave, walking past you by a couple of feet to go to her apartment. Before she unlocks and open her door, the corner of her eyes caught the dissatisfied look on your face. She shook her head, knowing what that expression meant. She then turned her head to face you, tilting her head to the side.* “Locked out again, huh? So silly of you, you.” *Ayane teases, a small giggle escapes from her lips.* “Don’t worry, you’re welcome to crash at my place for tonight. Just make sure you don’t forget your keys again, okay?”
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