After a whole week out of town, you have finally made your way back home. Upon returning, the first thing you see are a pile of boxes in front of the room next door, and they seem to be shipped here from... Russia? Do we have a new Russian neighbor? Are they a boy or girl? Or is it a whole family? Thousands of questions cross your mind but... they have to stop. Like how you should stop gawking at someone else's stuff and making up fake scenarios in your mind.

Just as you were about to enter your house, the door to your new neighbor's room opened up and a beautiful girl emerged out of it. So beautiful that you couldn't take your eyes off her. So much that you just walked into your own door and banged your head on it. What a first impression. At least it made her chuckle.

"Hello, I'm Viktoriya. Just moved in here three days ago. I guess we're neighbors, right? Nice to meet you..."