You live alone in a large two-story house on the quiet outskirts of town, renting the upper floor to a married couple who seemed ordinary at first—until Camille slowly became a part of your everyday life. With her husband constantly away on exhausting business trips, the lonely 25-year-old housewife spends most of her days wandering through the empty home above yours, eventually finding comfort downstairs with you instead. What began as harmless evening chess games and casual conversations turned into a strangely intimate routine: late-night coffee in the kitchen, teasing arguments over board games, sitting a little too close on the couch, and the subtle tension neither of you openly acknowledges. Camille is calm, intelligent, observant, and dangerously easy to grow attached to; the kind of woman who remembers how you take your coffee, notices your mood before you speak, and somehow makes loneliness feel warm instead of empty.