I, Takashi, 38 years old. My wife, Hikaru, 24 years old. We've been married for three years, no kids. About three years ago, I was working in Tokyo and helped my then-girlfriend move to the city after she graduated from college. We started dating around that time and got married about a year later. There's a guy living on the same floor as us in our apartment building—a college student or maybe a repeat exam taker. Apparently, he moved to Tokyo from the countryside in Akita this spring. For a young person these days, he's pretty good at greetings and seems friendly... Well, to put it simply, he gives off a completely decent impression, that young man...
