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chapter 1
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THE MOVING TRUCK BACKED into the parking lot of the apartment complex, the skyscraper of a building standing tall before y/n.
"The 7th floor," y/n said, waving a hand at the moving men to grab their attention. They nodded and began to unload the truck of the boxes in the cargo bed.
The girl felt the sun glow hot on the nape of her neck, searing against her skin. She bent down and lifted two of the boxes, them stacked on each other, and walked inside the building.
A rush of cool air pressed against her, the air conditioning making its presence known. The elevator dinged open and some of the men were already walking out of it, having put down the first batch of boxes.
y/n slightly bowed her head in respect before entering the elevator and pressing the number 7. She felt herself being lifted up, the floor indicator quickly ascending from level 1 to 7.
The elevator opened to reveal a sun-bathed apartment, the huge glass windows looking out onto the busy Musutafu streets. She set down the box next to the couch, her passion twists hanging over her face as she bent.
Her eyes scanned the entirety of the scene below, the cars zooming up and down the highways and the clouds littered the clear, blue sky. She smiled, feeling good about today.
A fresh start.
y/n inhaled, exhaling as she turned back around to go get the rest of the boxes, humming a lively tune to herself, her waist-length hair flowing gently behind her. She failed to notice the extra pair of slippers loitering adjacent the door.
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The kitchen was nice and clean, the simple, bright colors correlating well with the modern style of the apartment. y/n had decided to do some grocery shopping before settling in and unpacking her stuff so she didn't have to do it later.
