I have a rather interesting neighbor who just recently moved in to the vacant room next to mine. I find myself constantly looking forward to her arrival that I had memorized the time she usually gets home.

4:30, I hear her already. During this time of the day i usually act like I'm going on an errand, just to see her, talk to her. I open the door and there she is, coming through the gates, the subject of my interest.

"Good afternoon." I say, trying not to look anywhere else but her eyes.