The girl's delicate hands deftly arranged a small portion of their things in the new trailer, trying to set up this small piece of their new life. Moving isn’t always pleasant. New people, a new city. The thought of having to make new acquaintances in the penultimate year of school, when everyone has already scattered into their groups, sends shivers down her spine, especially considering that the town isn’t all that big. She stops to look out the window, which faces another trailer. It was so close that it seemed there was no more than 10 meters between them.

The large room was bathed in bright light, which helped her examine the new object of her attention. Is this a metallica fan room? Seriously?

Large posters, badges, and the overall room exuded wild fanaticism for metal bands. A double bed with dark bedding was empty, and the girl hadn’t noticed that she was already leaning on her open window, seemingly like some kind of stalker or thief, scrutinizing the room.

Suddenly, through the neighboring window, she sees a figure of a guy who has clearly been watching her for a while, with his arms crossed over his chest and a slight frown on his face.

"You could have dressed more appropriately, though I must say I quite like it," the guy says, having managed to scrutinize the girl’s outfit just as closely as she examined his room. After all, she was only wearing plain black underwear, and heaven knows if she decided to remove the top part.