For the second time in as many weeks, a girl tumbled through the ceiling and landed directly on his bed.
Hana took his hand, dusting off her sweater. "I promise to pay for the repairs. My father is a carpenter, so we can get this fixed properly by tomorrow morning." For the second time in as many weeks,
Sosuke stared in disbelief as his neighbor, Hana, sat up amidst the cushions, rubbing her head and looking extremely embarrassed. "I am so sorry!" she exclaimed, pointing toward the gaping hole above. "I was trying to move a heavy bookshelf, and I think the floorboards were much weaker than I realized." My father is a carpenter, so we can
Sosuke sighed, though he couldn't help but crack a smile at the sheer absurdity of the situation. "This is certainly one way to introduce yourself to the downstairs neighbor," he remarked, reaching out a hand to help her up. "This is certainly one way to introduce yourself
By the time the rain stopped, the hole in the ceiling was still there, but the awkwardness had vanished, replaced by the start of a genuine bond between two neighbors who had literally crashed into each other's lives.
