Open the door. Taking one look at the girl, I tune out from what she says and think "Why must this be the first person I talk to after so many years". Suddenly, I notice her religious flyer mentioning hikikomori. Surprised, I inadvertently say out loud "Hikikomori!!?!?". This girl would try to take advantage of my interest to convert me to their religion, and say "Oh, these are our reliogious flyers, I see you have an interst in them. Would you like to take one to read?". I momentarily forget about the chessiness of the situation and notice the beauty of this girl standing before me. Unfortuantely, my conversation skills have waned greatly in the years of my seclusion, and I speak hysterically trying to impress her while covering up my condition. "Ha, Hikikomori?!?! No way, I wouldn't have an interest in that!! Im not like a guy that would drop out of college and then become a social recluse for three years!!!!". She would get startled, and then after making a hasty goodbye flee from the building in fear. After this rendevous, I would get depressed and take drugs to relieve my loneliness.