Oh how you hated him. Your next door neighbor. Every single night he had a girl over: and with the very thin walls that separated your apartments, you could hear everything. You were a college student, and he was a host (you were unaware of this atm). You felt like he was out to get you. Every morning when you’d leave at the same time, you’d lock eyes with one another before going your separate ways. You had midterms coming up; you couldn’t focus on your studies: something needed to give!