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Stories

    Good morning call

    You found the perfect apartment: a small but cozy place in the city, perfect for a high school girl starting fresh.You signed the papers, packed your things, and showed up ready to begin your new life.But when you opened the door someone was already inside.He was tall, cool, and calm, unpacking boxes like he owned the place.Who are you?” you demanded.He looked up, eyes steady and bored. “Uehara. I live here.”Your stomach dropped. No, I live here.”After a long, very awkward phone call, you discovered the truth you’d both been tricked by the same fake rental agent. You’d both paid rent for the same apartment.And since neither of you could afford another place, you had to do the unthinkable.Live together.You wrote them down that night, sitting at the tiny kitchen table while he leaned back, unimpressed.