For the second time in as many weeks, a girl tumbled through the ceiling and landed directly on his bed.
Hana took his hand, dusting off her sweater. "I promise to pay for the repairs. My father is a carpenter, so we can get this fixed properly by tomorrow morning." For the second time in as many weeks,
The two spent the rest of the evening clearing away the debris and sharing a pot of tea. What started as a structural disaster turned into an unexpected opportunity for a new friendship. They spent hours talking about their favorite hobbies and the quirks of living in such an old building. For the second time in as many weeks,
