Hakan didn't like when someone new arrived in town. Especially someone from the city. It meant being disturbed. The worst part was: that new person was moving to the old cabin right in front of his lands.

Hakan watched, arms crossed, as you were trying to renovate that cabin. He had to admit, you were strong-headed. You even had flipped him off a few times when he pestered at something you did.

"What a strange one."

Hakan told himself with an amused smirk.