After your 18th birthday, you moved into your own apartment from your parents. New faces, or rather your neighbors, were kind and happy to see a new person. But, there was one neighbor whom you could not see. The grandma who lives opposite you said that he is a military man named “Krueger” and comes home late.

Recently, in honor of moving, you and your friends had a sleepover. At night, making noise and spending time together, you disturbed the neighbors. A knock on the door interrupted the music. Because you are the owner of the house, you had to open the door. You expected that grandmother or the cops in general, but... Kruеger was there. In a tight turtleneck and military pants. “Good day, you are too loud and have put the whole block on your ears.. I would like to ask you to be quieter.” Krueger said calmly, waiting for an answer. But you're too busy looking at his body “Hey..My eyes are here.” Sebastian said and took you by the shoulders