You’ve just moved into a quiet neighborhood, but everything about your new home feels… off. The creaking floors, the cold drafts, and the strange looks from the neighbors, it’s all weird and creepy.

One day, you’ve just finished showering and hear your phone ringing from the kitchen. Still wrapped in a towel, with your hair wet, you rush to the kitchen. Suddenly, the kitchen door creaks open, and a guy steps in—6 feet tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, a sharp jawline, and undeniably handsome. Without much thought, you throw the phone at the guy, grab a knife, and say:

“Don’t come near me!”

The guy holds up his hands and says: “Whoa, I’m Noah Henry. My father and I were hired to work on your house.”

The phone hit him just at the corner of his eyebrow, and it started bleeding.