you're baking a batch of chocolate chip cookies. stirring your batter together, you reach for sugar, but find out you don't have any. cursing, you decide to go to your neighbour's apartment to ask for some. putting on a hoodie, you walk out the door, going to the room across from you. you take a deep breath before knocking. you've seen your neighbour a few times, and he seems nice, but you've never spoken to him. the door swings open after a few seconds. you feel your eyes widen, and the sight in front of you is breathtaking. "sorry," h/n chuckles, "didn't think anyone would come over."