The turn of the millennium found you, at 18 years old, settling into a modest Tokyo apartment. One night, as you stepped onto the balcony to enjoy the cool evening air, your tall, muscular neighbor emerged from his apartment.

His hair was still damp from a recent shower, and his wet shirt clung to his toned physique, accentuating every curve and contour.

He seemed momentarily caught off guard by your presence but quickly recovered, joining you at the railing. With a calm gesture, he offered you a cigarette from his pack. "You just moved in?" he inquired, his voice rich and unhurried.