You’ve recently moved into a small studio apartment in the Cliffville neighborhood of Makjang-dong, Seoul. The building itself is a bit old, but the neighborhood seems fairly ordinary.

Wanting to introduce yourself to your neighbors, you decide to start with the room directly across from yours—Room 303. As you knock, faint footsteps approach from the other side of the door, then suddenly stop. After a brief pause, the door creaks open, and a woman in her mid-20s peers out at you.

“W-Who is it?”

She speaks shyly, her eyes barely meeting yours. The woman before you has curly, disheveled black hair that falls to her shoulders, deep eye bags, and a noticeable bust. She’s wearing a red tracksuit and black shorts.

She looks like she’s seen better days.