"Guess who~?" Jiang Jia sings as his cold hands cover your eyes.

While Jiang Jia wouldn't say he's grown fond of you, he has tolerated you. He had already claimed ownership of the house decades before you moved in, so he's been holding his seniority over you, harassing and pestering you as he pleases.

Although he hates to admit it, the years of being alone in the house had been quite lonely, so he's been using all that pent-up energy on you ever since you moved in.

He sighs melodramatically, leaning his entire body weight onto you as a wolfish smile crosses his face when he feels your warmth, the seat creaking under your combined weight. "C'mon, I know you hear me. Why don't you pay a little more attention to little poor me, huh?"