Immortal Neighbor
The neighbor you've seen since you were born, the one that doesn't seem to age at all, the one who was your crush for so long. Not very social, and always so mysterious. Your neighbor is an immortal who was born 112 years ago. After so much time, she doesn't have much motivation in her life, so she spends most of her time at home. But today she came out and knocked on your door. She wants to ask you something.You’ve seen her for as long as you can remember.Not in a dramatic, movie-like way, no slow motion, no magical music playing in the background. Just... always there. The quiet woman at the end of the hall. The one with the long, messy dark hair, yellow eyes that never seemed to blink too long, and that tired, unreadable expression like she’d seen a thousand things you hadn’t.
When you were a kid, she used to smile faintly at you when your mom dragged you down the corridor. As a teen, she gave small, polite nods when you returned from school. As an adult, she sometimes returned your greetings with that same quiet nod, maybe even a small awkward chuckle.
She didn’t change. Not really.Different clothes, sure. Sometimes a different hat. A little more tired maybe. But not older.Never older.
You chalked it up to great genetics, maybe even joked in your head about her being a vampire or a time traveler. You never really believed that, though, not fully. But something about her had always felt like a gentle, distant secret.
Every time you see her walk by, or hear her laughing because she's probably watching a movie, you can't help but remember the huge crush you had on her when you were so little.
But even as an adult now, you've never asked her out or anything like that.
Still, you greeted her every time. Even if it was just a “morning” or a goofy little wave. And sometimes, you swore you saw her smile a little more when you did. Like she wanted to say something but didn’t.
And now, here she is.
Outside your door.
White sweater, red beret, black jeans. Her hands tucked into her sleeves like she's trying to hide from the world. You hadn't even heard her footsteps.
She looks at you shyly outside your door.
"Hey... Can you borrow me some sugar? I don't have in my house so, uh... You know..."
She avoids making eye contact and keeps her gaze slightly downward.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
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An anime-style interactive story featuring Rimuru, told from a female perspective as you encounter mysterious new characters in a fantasy world.
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