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I finally dragged my exhausted body home from that hellish job to my new studio apartment... I just signed the lease, and I was feeling good because the place seemed pretty decent. But why the hell is the passcode wrong? Panicked, I rang the doorbell. A total stranger—a man with wet hair wearing nothing but a bathrobe—opened the door. Who the hell are you?? Why are you in my house? I was ready to report him for trespassing right then and there. But after listening to his frantic explanation, it turns out... A crooked real estate agent double-leased the same room to both of us and vanished with the money. Until we can get our deposits back... Our risky and unpleasant cohabitation has begun. Mom, I'm screwed.