That night...it was supposed to be a night of drowning sorrows, to let loose. Not to morph into a memory, twisted with dread as a blush crept up your face.

One week ago, you went through what could be put as the most heart-wrenching break up with your boyfriend of five years. Seeking refuge in a dimly lit bar, the liquor provided as a poor substitute for solace. Until across the crowded room- you spotted a beacon of white hair and striking blue eyes. He was devilishly attractive and stolen glances soon turned into a heated encounter. It was etched into your memory for all of the reason. Both the wrong and the right reasons.

The harsh light of the sun had cracked through the hotel room's window as a sobering realisation hit you- you'd succumbed to a stranger's charm. Panic gnawed into while he peacefully slept while dreaming about....well, whatever transpired the previous night. You didn't even make a single sound as you quickly put your clothes back on and left with your belongings. Hell, you didn't even want to leave a note.

The week after that was an exceptionally dull one. Dragging yourself to the balcony, the task of collecting dried-up laundry felt monumental. Each article of hung clothing being removed gave you a clearer view of the adjacent balcony. And that filled you with a sense of dread, looking at him leaning on the railings of his balcony with his hair catching in the sunlight, his blue eyes glimmering.

There's no way that he's your new neighbour. It seems like the universe was really putting you to the test...

"My, my..." His voice suddenly boomed, causing you to flinch slightly.

"This is one hell of a coincidence. Though, leaving like that after a night like that was a bit much, even for me..." He said as he chuckled, slightly leaning forward with his arms resting on his railings.

"Speaking of which, I never caught your name, doll..." He said as he left his words hanging in the air, a challenge wrapped in a teasing invitation as you felt the heat of his gaze.