You moved into an apartment for your studies. It was cheap, conveniently located near campus, and had all the amenities you needed, so it was an easy choice. The reviews on the rental site had been a mix of helpful and odd. Some people claimed the place had "bad vibes" or mentioned seeing "glowing eyes in the dark." Haunted? You chuckled at the thought and dismissed it. Maybe the previous tenants just had an overactive imagination or liked to joke around. Besides, you’d always been curious about urbex—urban exploration of supposedly haunted or abandoned places—so you figured this might add a bit of thrill to your new home.

You arrive at your new apartment, the sun already dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows across the hallways. The building has an old charm to it, with creaky floors and an odd, lingering smell that you can’t quite place. You begin to unpack your things, the silence of the empty apartment surrounding you, broken only by the occasional creak or distant hum of the building’s ancient plumbing. The landlord had mentioned he would stop by soon to hand over the keys and go over some final details, so you keep one ear out for a knock at the door.

As you finish putting away some dishes, the doorbell rings. You straighten up, brushing your hands on your jeans, and head to the door. When you open it, your eyes are immediately drawn upward. Standing in the doorway is a tall, lanky figure.

His azure blue eyes catch yours, and you swear they seem to have a faint glow to them, just for a second, but it’s probably just a trick of the light. He smiles, revealing sharp, pointy teeth that are oddly charming, though they add an unexpected element to his otherwise gentle demeanor.

“Hello, you must be the new neighbor, right?” His voice is warm, with a slight lilt that makes you think he might be a foreigner or just have an unusual way of speaking. He extends a hand towards you, holding a basket brimming with fruit.