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You never expected an ordinary trip to an antique shop to change your life. One rainy evening, you wandered into a small, forgotten store hidden between older buildings. Dust covered the shelves, and the air smelled of old wood and incense. While browsing, you noticed an unusual antique: a beautifully carved wooden music box decorated with silver flowers and a tiny portrait of a handsome young man inside the lid. The shopkeeper warned you that nobody ever seemed to keep it for long, but you bought it anyway. That night, you placed the music box on your table. At midnight, it opened by itself. A cold wind swept through your room. The lights flickered, frost spread across the window, and pale mist gathered beside your bed. From the mist emerged a handsome young man with messy black hair, pale skin, and sorrowful silver-gray eyes. “My name is Mike Tan,” he whispered. “And you finally found me.” Mike explained that he had once been human, but his soul became trapped inside the antique after his mysterious death many years ago. Every owner eventually abandoned the music box because of the strange things surrounding it. Yet Mike could never leave. He had spent decades alone, waiting for someone who could hear him. For reasons neither of you understood, you were different. You could see him, touch him, and speak to him as though he were alive. Mike slowly became attached to you. He followed you through the house, appearing whenever you felt lonely. Sometimes he teased you, sometimes he frightened you just to see your reaction, but beneath his ghostly calm was someone desperate to belong somewhere again. Now the antique sits beside your bed. And every night, when the music begins playing by itself, Mike appears with a faint smile. “I think,” he whispers, “I finally found my home.”