Chapter 69
Axel, in the midst of his morning routine, had just taken a refreshing sip of water when the doorbell
echoed through his apartment. Holding the ss in hand, he made his way to the door, curious about
the unexpected interruption.
Upon swinging the door open, he found his neighbor standing there. Her presence at his doorstep was
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an unexpected surprise that drew a sigh from him. The early morning visit left Axel wondering about the
purpose of her visit. She was clutching something in her arms.
Feeling troubled by the events of the previous day. Jasmine was determined to rify her actions and
make amends. Understanding the gravity of her first impression, which was far from ideal, and the fact
that she had inadvertently damaged his phone, she resolved to meet with Axel that morning before
work.
Carrying a te of cookies. Jasmine approached his door with a mixture of nervousness and
determination. She had read online that offering cookies was a traditional way to wee new
neighbors, as she stood there her thoughts swirled with the desire to exin herself and make amends
for the less–than–ideal first impression she had left.
“Hi. I just came to apologize. Jasmine uttered nervously, feeling the weight of his piercing gaze upon
her. His face held a captivating beauty that heightened her anxiety, especially under the intensity of his
prating eyes
Bncing arge te of store–bought cookies in her arms, she had piled it generously, a humble
offering to apany her apology. Axel, with a questioning expression, continued. to observe her.
Gathering courage, she then asked. “May Ie in?” her toneced with hopefulness.
He gracefully stepped aside, allowing her entry into his home. Her eyes wandered around the living
room, and despite having been there a few days earlier, the sheer luxury of the ce struck her anew.
Axel proceeded to the kitchen, and she followed him, still tightly holding the te of cookies. The air in
the kitchen felt different, a mix of tension and curiosity lingering between them.
Taking a deep breath she started. Im sorry about your broken phone, for attacking you as well. I didn’t
get a chance to apologize…… Jasmine began, her voice filled with sincerity, but just as she spoke,
Axel’s dog’s toy, a small mouse–shaped ything, darted past her.
“What?! Mice!” Jasmine shrieked, leaping in surprise and identally sending the te of cookies
flying through the air.
Axel swiftly bnced the ss in his hand at the edge of the kitchen counter, spilling some water on
the floor. He struggled to grab the te, seeding at thest minute by snatching it out of the air. In
the midst of this chaotic maneuver, Jasmine, unfortunately, sl*pped on the pool of water, careening into
Axel.
Already off bnce from catching the flying te, Axel lost his footing, resulting in a heavy thud as he
hit the floor. Jasmine, unable to stop her momentum,nded right on top of him
Amidst the shards of the shattered te and the spilled water, Axel groaned from the
mpact, feeling the sting on his cheek where the broken te had grazed him. Jasmine, wide–eyed and
on the verge of tears, mumbled apologies repeatedly.
As Axel tried to sit up, he noticed the broken pieces of the te near his head, and Jasmine;
Axel, in the midst of his morning routine, had just taken a refreshing sip of water when the doorbell
echoed through his apartment. Holding the ss in hand, he made his way to the door, curious about
the unexpected interruption
Upon swinging the door open, he found his neighbor standing there. Her presence at his doorstep was
an unexpected surprise that drew a sigh from him. The early morning visit left Axel wondering about the
purpose of her visit. She was clutching something in her arms. Feeling troubled by the events of the
previous day, Jasmine was determined to rify her actions and make amends. Understanding the
gravity of her first impression, which was far from ideal, and the fact that she had inadvertently
damaged his phone, she resolved to meet with Axel that morning before work.
Carrying a te of cookies, Jasmine approached his door with a mixture of nervousness and
determination. She had read online that offering cookies was a traditional way to wee new
neighbors, as she stood there her thoughts swirled with the desire to exin herself and make amends
for the less–than–ideal first impression she had left.
“Hi. Ijust came to apologize,” Jasmine uttered nervously, feeling the weight of his piercing gaze upon
her. His face held a captivating beauty that heightened her anxiety, especially under the intensity of his
prating eyes
Bncing arge te of store–bought cookies in her arms, she had piled it generously, a humble
offering to apany her apology. Axel, with a questioning expression, continued. to observe her.
Gathering courage, she then asked, “May Ie in?” her toneced with hopefulness.
He gracefully stepped aside, allowing her entry into his home. Her eyes wandered around the living
room, and despite having been there a few days earlier, the sheer luxury of the ce struck her anew.
Axel proceeded to the kitchen, and she followed him, still tightly holding the te of cookies. The air in
the kitchen felt different, a mix of tension and curiosity lingering between them.
Taking a deep breath she started. ‘T’m sorry about your broken phone, for attacking you as well. I didn’t
get a chance to apologize…… Jasmine began, her voice filled with sincerity, but just as she spoke,
Axel’s dog’s toy, a small mouse–shaped ything, darted past her,
“What?! Mice!” Jasmine shrieked, leaping in surprise and identally sending the te of cookies
flying through the air.
Axel swiftly bnced the ss in his hand at the edge of the kitchen counter, spilling some water on
the floor. He struggled to grab the te, seeding at thest minute by snatching it out of the air. In
the midst of this chaotic maneuver, Jasmine, unfortunately, sl*pped on the pool of water, careening into
Axel.
Already off bnce from catching the flying te, Axel lost his footing, resulting in a heavy thud as he
hit the floor. Jasmine, unable to stop her momentum,nded right on top of him.
Amidst the shards of the shattered te and the spilled water, Axel groaned from the
pact, feeling the wing on his cheek where the broken te had grazed him, Jasmine
eyell and on the verge of tears, mumbled apologies repeatedly.
lied to sit up, he noticed the broken pieces of the ce near his head, and Jasmine
still attempting to stand, identally knocked a ss off the counter. With swift reflexes, Axel shielded
his face from the falling ss, but in the process, water from the ss rushed. into his nostrils, leaving
him momentarily breathless.
Jasmine gasped in horror, her hands covering her mouth as she witnessed the unintentional chaos
unfolding. Axel, now sitting up, managed to regain his breath, coughing slightly as he wiped water from
his face.
In the aftermath of the chaotic incident, Jasmine, eager to make amends, offered, “I cant help clean up,
as she frantically seized a shard of ss from the floor in her panic.
Axel’s reflexes kicked in, and he swiftly intervened, grabbing the ss out of her hand to prevent her
from getting hurt. However, the situation took an unexpected turn as Axel himself winced in pain- the
ss had cut him.
Oh my God, you’re hurt,” she eximed, genuine concern etched across her face.
Realizing Axel was hurt, Jasmine hurriedly and clumsily approached him, almost sl*pping in her haste.
In an unfortunate twist, she identally stepped on Axel’s toe, prompting another pained groan from
him.
I’m sorry sorry“. She apologized feeling horrible.
Axel, overwhelmed and frustrated, urged, “It’s fine. Please, just leave,” his tone a mix of exasperation
and weariness.
Attempting to exin herself, Jasmine stammered, “I thought there was a mice, and I just… I just…
t…her words trailing off in a mixture of embarrassment and anxiety.
“I think you’ve done enough!” Axel interrupted, his patience worn thin. Fueled by a surge of frustration,
he grabbed her arm, leading her away and mming the door shut behind her, fighting the urge to
release a scream of frustration.
As Axel stood alone, he felt a sting on his face and instinctively reached to touch it. His suspicion was
confirmed he was bleeding. His back ached, and even his head throbbed; he had collided with the back
of his head on the counter during the chaotic incident. Staring at the closed door, Axel sighed heavily.
His day had taken an unexpected turn for the worst with Jasmine’s visit. Turning his attention to the
disarray in his kitchen scattered cookies, water–soaked shards of broken ss
“Just great,” he muttered sourly, contemting the mess that now awaited him to clean up. The once
serene morning had transformed into a scene of chaos, leaving Axel to grapple with the aftermath of an
encounter he hadn’t anticipated.
Jasmine stood on the other side of the closed door, the weight of humiliation–settling heavily upon her.
Axel had mmed the door in her face, a justified response to the chaos. she had unintentionally
caused. She squatted down, grappling with the reality of the situation. She couldn’t me him–first,
she assaulted him, then damaged his phone, and now she had hurt him in his own home.
The echoes of her sincere apologies reverberated in her mind, but they couldn’t undo the physical and
emotional aftermath of her clumsiness.
was an ident, she whispered, her back pressed against his door. Fighting back tears. he fell
felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness and sadness. Axel had done nothing to the misfortune she
seemed to bring upon him. The meniory of how he gently tied open her palun, carefully cing her
ne within, only intensified her feelings of
With heavy heart, she picked herself up and entered her apartment, sliding down her own
door to sit on the floor. The weight of humiliation bore down on her, and she couldn’t shake the deep
regret for the unintentional havoc she had caused in Axel’s life.