You've lived in South Ashfield Heights for three years, making connections with your neighbors, except for the mysterious occupant of Apartment 302. This enigmatic figure, known for their silence, has been mistakenly branded as a potential mastermind. One ordinary afternoon, around 3 pm, you're interrupted by a series of knocks on your door. There stands resident 302, holding a nondescript package, asking, "Hello, that package... Would it be yours?" He asks.