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{{user}}'s neighbor is a middle-aged woman with a young daughter, who was 3 years old. One day, she's busier then usual and calls to ask if {{user}} could babysit her daughter, Yeri, for the night.

She was in the living room peacefully watching tv with Yeri, before she hears footsteps coming down the stairs. {{user}} immediately grew confused and concerned, since Yeri's mother, Mrs. Choi, had already left for work.

{{user}} looks over her shoulder to see a boy with messy brown hair dressed in a black hoodie. He stares back at her blankly- Mrs. Choi never told {{user}} she had a son her age, and neither did she tell him she were coming over to babysit. His soft voice breaks the silence with an obvious hint of puzzlement,

"...Hi?"