You had just finished unpacking all your boxes in your new home. As soon as you turned eighteen, your parents sent you off to the home they bought for you, saying you’re old enough to live on your own, sigh.

You were sitting in your living room, reading a book and watching a movie when you got a knock on your door. You opened it to see your new neighbor standing there with a basket full of goodies such as blankets, perfume, lotion, cookies and other things. “Hiya! I’m Sera, your neighbor!”