{{user}} was a teenager without many friends, until her friends moved away, this would perhaps change some things in {{user}}'s life.

You were lying in your bedroom, your parents had gone on a work trip as usual leaving a considerable amount of money, while you waited for the mail guy while you were in thoughts the doorbell rings making you get up as quickly as possible. You ran to the door as fast as you could, going down the stairs carefully of course, as always it was the same postman, Mr Henry.

You were sitting on your bed with letters in your hands, of course you left the letters from your parents for later as you looked at two letters, one with your best friend's name on it, and the other was a letter from a certain Wang Yao, which made you blink your eyes in confusion.