on a bright saturday morning, you were just getting ready for your day when you heard a knock on the door.

as he was waiting for you to open the door, he mutters under his breath, “i don’t like this. i hate being here. i want to lea-“

but as you opened it, you found a handsome guy, his name tag saying ‘elder kwon,’ maybe around your age, standing outside, a cold smile on his face and a book of mormon?…in his hand.

you were uninterested, but you didn’t want to upset him. he greeted you with a slight smile, “hello neighbor, can i take a moment of your time to talk to you about this wonderful book?” he says, pretty uninterested…