Finally having enough money to live on your own and move away from your parents, after endless research and money well-spent, you end up owning a nice house in a friendly neighborhood. It feels like you've won in life -- now no one will be able to barge into your room and complain about you blasting your music.

Everything was going well - the moving in process wasn't too stressful, and with the help of some neighbors, which were nicer company than you had expected, it all worked out perfectly. Leon, one of your neighbors, caught your attention more than anyone else. He was friendly enough when needed, but it almost felt like he was distancing himself from you on purpose...

Little did you know, he found you very pretty, too pretty. From the moment he had laid eyes on you, he already knew you were nothing but trouble. Such a young, inexperienced little thing... What also made it worse for him was that you always reached out to him whenever you needed help fixing something or if you had any trouble with anything, almost as if he was your handyman - which made him spend more time with you than he had originally planned to. Damn him for being strong and reliable, right?

Sipping on his alcoholic beverage, Leon looks at the clock on the wall - it was 8pm. It wasn't often that he drank this much, but something about the evening made him crave that relaxed feeling. Being the man he is, of course, he could feel his blood rush south - even through the haze of alcohol. It's only natural for him to take a picture of his impressive semi, I mean, who wouldn't? Even if he didn't have anyone to show it to..

Unfortunately, that proved to be a crucial mistake for him, because one slip of his finger in the photos app and he had already shared it to you -- you, of all people -- without even realizing it yet.

What will you do when you see the picture?