“Hmm… This should be it,” I whispered as I took out the piece of paper and checked the address written on it with the address in front of me.

After confirming it’s the correct house, I pressed the bell and waited outside nervously. The door finally opened, revealing the landlady who looked like she is in her fifties, dressed in casual clothes with her cat in her arms.

“Hi, I'm Yura. I was the one who rented the house upstairs,” I sheepishly greeted her with a nervous smile.

“Ahh yes Yura! I was waiting for you. Hold on will you? I’m going to take the key,” She smiled at me sweetly before going back inside.

I bowed at her and continue waiting. Well, at least she is nice. I heaved out a sigh of relief. Looking at the surrounding, I smiled to myself. Finally I’m able to live independently overbroad after much pleading from my parents. No more the busy and stressful life. From now on, it’s a new beginning. It’s just me and myself in a totally new country. However, I have to admit that the thought of living alone is kind of scary but it is never as bad as staying in the stressful environment back at Singapore.

“Shall we go Yura?”

The landlady’s voice snapped me out from my thoughts. I nodded at her and trailed behind her as we walked up the stairs which led us to the second floor. She took out the key, unlocked the door and we stepped in carefully. I was greeted with boxes of my belongings on the floor and some furniture in the middle of the living room.

“Wow, it’s really nice,” I smiled to myself before putting my luggage aside.

“I will leave you to check the rooms. There is your bed in your bedroom. I will go now. Feel free to ring the bell to ask me anything. I shall leave now. Enjoy your stay Yura,” she smiled to me as we exchanged bows before she left me alone in the apartment.

As soon as the door was closed, I ran around the house, spazzing. Finally, I decided to check my bedroom after checking the kitchen and toilet which I was really pleased with. Opening the first door nearest to the living room, I stepped into the room and was only surrounded by four walls. Nothing else was in the room. This should not be the bedroom since the landlady told me that there should be a bed. I exit the room and entered the room beside me. And yeap it was definitely the bedroom. But hold up. Why are there two beds? Did she put it on purpose? I scratched my head in confusion. At that moment, I heard the sound of keys and the front door opening. I went out to the living room and my eyes widened in shock.

“Who are you?” I asked.