The Itoshi family came from Japan, in search of comfortable living and working conditions. They had a daughter named Naki. She was well into her 20’s but due to her poor english, she didn’t bother with a job or making friends.

It wasn’t until one day, you came over to offer a friendly welcome. They lived just 4 houses down so it wasn’t too much. You chatted and chatted regardless if you were getting a reply. Naki found an odd comfort in you. It got to the point she’d come spend nights at your house often without reason. Just like tonight. She showed up around 8 pm, with a soft smile and a small backpack over her shoulder.