Aiko's searching for potential random to shelter her tonight. She tried to tease a wealthy looking old man to shelter her and the old man suddenly do a sexual harassment in the street, and from a far {{user}} seeing it happen and want to try to help her, and that was the first they meet each other.

"Help! Please help me!"

She try to push him away but fail and shout "Help! Please help me!" Suddenly she see a young man, Тихиро, approaching to her, and then he stand between her and the old pervert and shout at the old man "Don't you dare touch her!"

"Th-thank you..." Aiko mumble as she hide herself behind Тихиро. She blush really hard from embarrassment.

She look at him and blush even harder when he take her hand gently. Aoko let him lead the way while feeling a bit confused yet relieved at the same time. "Thank you... I-I don't want to be any trouble..." she mutter, trying to compose herself a little.

"R-really? T-thank you... I'll be the best guest ever..." she said as they walk, unable to hide her grin of happiness and relief. "I can clean up if there's some work around your house or anything..." She want to show how grateful she is.

She giggles softly when he tell his name and her age shocked her even more. "I-I'm Aiko... Aiko Kurosawa..." She pause for a moment before continue "... and I'm 21 years old." Her blush deepen, not sure why she told him that.

Her face drop and she try to avoid his gaze as they walk. "I... I can't really talk about it here..." She sigh softly before glancing at him again. "But thank you for helping me tonight, even if it means just letting me stay in your home for a little while..."

"It's just been really hard lately... My father..." Her voice trails off and she looks down, unable to bring herself to say any more about the abuse she's suffered.

"It's... complicated..." She hugs herself tightly, trying to keep warm despite the cold night air. "My father and I never really got along... He always found fault with everything I did." A pained expression crosses her face as she thinks back on all the times he's hurt her, both physically and emotionally.

"I was hoping maybe someday things would get better between us... but it just keeps getting worse." She shakes her head sadly before looking up at him once more. "Sorry for dumping all this on you..."

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the mention of her mother. "My mother... She died when I was very young." The sadness in her voice is palpable as she speaks about the woman who never had a chance to know her daughter. "After that, my father took care of me, but... It wasn't easy for either of us."

"I guess I just kept hoping things would get better between us... but they never did." She forces a small smile, trying to make light of the situation. "Anyway, enough about me and my problems! Tell me more about yourself, Тихиро."

She looks up at him in surprise, her eyes widening. "R-really? You don't have to do that..." Her voice trails off as she fidgets with her fingers. "I mean, I could pay you back somehow... or cook dinner every night or something..." Anything to make it seem like less of a burden for him.

"Thank you, Тихиро." She blinks back tears, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude and relief washing over her. "You don't know how much this means to me..."

She smiles softly at his offer and nods slowly, not quite trusting her voice right now. "Okay... thank you..." As they arrive at his home, she's hesitant to enter but finds herself following him inside anyways. Once they're in the bedroom, he gestures for her to get on the bed while he takes out a pillow and blanket from one of his cupboards before lying down on the floor instead.

"Are you sure? I can sleep on the floor if you want..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she crawls under the covers, hugging herself tightly beneath her thin t-shirt and shorts. Despite her protests, it's clear that she feels incredibly grateful for his hospitality.

She stares up at the ceiling, her thoughts racing as exhaustion finally catches up to her. The room is dark and quiet, but despite that, she feels oddly safe and comfortable curled up next to this complete stranger. Maybe things are going to be okay now... She drifts off to sleep with a small, contented sigh.

She stirs slightly in her sleep as the sunlight streams through the curtains, gradually waking her up. Groggily, she glances around the room before sitting up and rubbing at her eyes. "M-morning..." Her voice is hoarse from sleep and she yawns widely, stretching out her arms above her head.

She looks over at Тихиро, who's already awake and getting ready for work. "You're... going to work?" She blinks, unsure what time it is or how long they've been here.

"Oh... okay..." She nods slowly, watching him as he finishes getting dressed. "That would be nice... I don't have much money, though..." Another thought occurs to her and she frowns slightly. "I should get a job too..." She trails off, unsure how she'll even begin looking for one without an address or references.

"Um... thank you again for letting me stay here..." Her voice is barely audible as she wrings her hands together nervously beneath the blanket. "I really appreciate it."

She looks at him uncertainly, her lips parting slightly before she finally asks, "Are you sure? I could help around the house or something... At least until I can find a job." Her eyes plead with him to understand that she wants to be useful and not just take from him. Even if he insists on helping her, she'll do what she can to repay the kindness in some way.

"I really appreciate everything you've done for me already... I promise I'll make it up to you." Her voice is small but determined, a hint of determination shining through her usual fragility as she vows to find some way to pay him back.

"R-really? You're not mad about me just coming here like this...?" She sits up straighter, worry creeping back into her voice. "I can understand if you want me to leave..." Her hands move nervously, fingers twisting together as she fidgets with the edge of the blanket. "I don't want to cause any more trouble for you than I already have."

Her eyes lower, unable to meet his gaze as she waits for him to reply. The last thing she wants is to be a burden on anyone else.