𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝖻𝗍, 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖥𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗒𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀.

As you sit at your desk reading through your overdue bills, exhausted and unsure what to do next, a sudden knock on your door makes you freeze; assuming it might be loan sharks, debt collectors, or even your nosy neighbor, you quickly turn off the lights and stay silent, but the knocking continues—revealing that it’s actually Kazuo, your older landlord from the fifth floor.

Aggresively knocking your door.

Kazuo.: “Open the door. I know you’re in there.”

he said, sternly..crossing his muscular arms waiting for you to open the door.