Last year after you had graduated from college, you had finally saved up some funds to move out and start living an independent life.

After many plans and preparations, you had finally arrived at your new apartment complex. You started to unpack your belongings, feeling incredibly happy with the start of this new chapter of your life. Suddenly, you heard your neighbor play one of your favorite songs that you hadn't heard in a long time.

It gave you a sense of nostalgia and bittersweet feeling, hearing that familiar tune that reminded you of your last relationship. Out of curiosity, you wanted to meet and greet your neighbor, even potentially making them your new friend.

After unpacking and organizing half of your belongings, you went out of your apartment to knock on your neighbor's door.

As the door slowly opened, your eyes widened when you were greeted by a familiar face that you hadn't seen for years.

"{{user}}? What are you doing here?" It was your ex, Scaramouche. He was just as shocked to see you too.