"So..." you trailed off, looking up from your map. "This is where I live."

You were in front of the apartment complex in a district in Tokyo called Ikebukuro. You wanted to move here for the longest time from (home country) because you were in love with Tokyo's bustling and busy culture, compared to the quiet and peaceful nature of your hometown. The complex you lived in wasn't like the towering towers in the city. Instead, it was just at the outskirts of Ikebukuro, resembling a very large house.

It was a two story building that were split into multiple smaller homes that were the apartments that people lived in. Luckily, you got to live on the top story, which allowed you to have access to a balcony and you don't have to worry about having the ceiling fall on you when you have neighbors above you.

You stood in front of the door that would lead you to your room. Your hand hovered over the knob. You grabbed the stainless steel knob and twisted it, opening the door. You stepped inside of your apartment. It was fairly small, as it was big enough to hold a student. It only had two rooms; a bathroom and a main room. There was a stove, oven, a sink to wash dishes, and a refrigerator in the main room. The bathroom had a tub with a shower head above, a sink, a toilet, a washer and dryer.

Your parents had paid to move all of your possessions from your home and a few other important essentials to here. There was your bed with your (f/c) sheets and pillows and your study desk. They bought a couple lamps to light up the place, a small coffee table, some plates, cups, and silverware so that you wouldn't constantly be eating on paper plates using plastic utensils.

Your parents were kind enough to pay for rent and bills for your apartment meant and they gave you 10,000 Yen allowance per month. They also gifted you with a credit card but it was only to be used in emergencies if you ran out of allowance money.

You dropped your (f/c) messenger bag that contained all the forms you filled out so you could enroll into a school. You settled into your desk and pulled out your notebook, where you kept a list of things you needed to do when you arrived here. You liked keeping lists of things that you need to do and checking them as you go. You began to check off the things that you already did here.

WHAT TO DO WHEN I ARRIVE AT IKEBUKURO
✔️ Arrive at Ikebukuro
✔️ Enroll into Raira Academy
✔️ Arrive at apartment
✔️ Get apartment key
✔️ Move items into apartment
✔️ Settle in
Attend Raira Academy
Take a tour of Ikebukuro
Get a job???

You were still deciding on the job part. Although your allowance money could be barely enough to buy food, it won't be enough if you went out with friends. You can't deny every activity that requires you to pay, nor rely on them to pay for stuff that you want. Sure, you had a credit card, but your parents won't be thrilled if you found out that your "emergency" credit card was being used on activities with friends. Having a job and extra cash in hand may come on handy one day.

You pulled put another notebook that you held all your financial stuff in. In there, you kept track of how much money you've spent on your current allowance, how much you spent on the credit card, and, if you get a job, how much money you're making. You loved keeping track of everything and have everything organized at moments convenience to pull out.

You lean back on your study chair and put your hands on the back of your head for a quick stretch. So far, you enjoyed Ikebukuro. You hoped that once you started attending school that you could finally take a tour of the city of your dreams.
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I feel like I went over a lot of unnecessary stuff in here. Like, how you're able to pay for bills, how you're able to buy stuff you need, and where's your money coming from. I know usually shows and books don't cover that stuff but come on! How are high school students living alone in apartments are able to pay for everything? Obviously, they get help from their parents or financial aid from the government since they're a minor. I mean, the cash gotta come from l somewhere! Let's just say in this book, you have extremely nice parents that pay for your rent, bills, for stuff to be moved, your transportation to get you here, and giving you an allowance.
That aside, how are you enjoying the reader-insert story? I think it's kinda interesting since I'm always using OCs in my stories. Also, just as general information, the reader insert in this story is gender neutral. I will be referring to YOU with she/her/he/him/they/them pronouns. Everyone can read and insert themselves into the story! I wanted to open this book up to all audiences.