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2nd person pov
-the next day-

"I heard there were new neighbors! I've prepared some yakitori to welcome you!."

It was the day after your short self-tour of the town. Nothing much happened the day before other than meeting a few nice people and enjoying your bento next to a beautiful fountain, which was home to a cute turtle. You thought your first few days would be calm, and though you have said you wanted a crazy adventure you think you would prefer a break from any extreme shenanigans.

And today wasn't any different for you either, you awoke wearing some baggy Animaniacs themed pjs. You put on some slippers and headed downstairs, being greeted by the most delightful smell of breakfast.

Your mother, because she had been traveling for so long with your father, learned to make many different dishes from many different cultures. She became quite skilled in the kitchen arts and has never been one to disappoint. This morning she decided on an Italian style breakfast, consisting of a cappuccino and cornettos with a lemon jam filling. You never knew how she baked and cooked so quickly, but then again you were never one to complain.

Your father was sitting on the dining table with a newspaper in his right hand, holding a pencil in his left, filling out the sudoku section of the paper.

You entered the kitchen and gave each of your parents a short good morning before eagerly sitting on your spot at the table mouth watering at the food your mother was adding her last touches to.

The rest of the morning went as some would assume. Your mother placed the dishes on the table, you all gave your thanks for the food and ate. Later your mother cleaned up and your father sat on the couch watching some tv. You returned upstairs and changed into some T-shirt and sweatpants. Then you put your favorite Prince vinyl record on your record player and started jam out.

You then played some video games, took a short nap, went downstairs to get snacks, basic teenager things.

Later in the afternoon as you'd expect nothing to change, you get a visit from a neighbor.

"I heard there were new neighbors! I've prepared some yakitori to welcome you!."

Yes you did expect to get a welcoming from some of the neighbors, and this neighbor was one of them. She is very pretty, and she looks a little younger than your mother. In the end, the one thing you didn't expect was for your neighbor to be accompanied by the same boy you met the other day.

"It is so nice to meet you, I am L/N M/N, and this is my husband L/N D/N!" Your mother spoke at the door, you couldn't hear since you were back upstairs listening to your music blasting loud enough for their conversation to be muted, but not loud enough to bother any neighbors.

"It's so nice to meet you! My name is Higashikata Tomoko, and this is my son Josuke!" Ms. Higashkita spoke kindly. She elbowed her son, who was standing awkwardly, to get him to introduce himself.

He bowed deeply and spoke, "That's me, it's very nice to meet you!" He returned to his awkward stance and smiled shyly.

"My goodness he's so young! If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" Your mother spoke, and your father gave a small nod wondering the same.

"Oh I'm 16 years old, ma'm." Josuke spoke.

To this, your mothers eyes brightened and she smiled brightly. "My child is the same age!" She clasped her hands together and smiled, "Let me call them down, how about you guys come in and I'll prepare some tea!" Your mother was so incredibly happy to have guests over, and to have such a handsome and polite young man the same age as her child come in at such a time.

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