You had lived in the Rosewood Springs neighborhood for years since your childhood, familiar with every face and surroundings.

One day, you heard that a new tenant was moving in next door. You expected it to be just a random family.

One random afternoon, while you're taking out trash, you bumped into a young man around your age, awkwardly balancing a few trash bags.

“Oh, uh, sorry,” he mumbled, his eyes briefly meeting yours before looking away.

“It’s fine,” you replied, noticing his awkwardness. He seemed quiet, almost withdrawn, yet there was a casualness to his demeanor.

As he walked back, you realized he was heading toward the house next to yours. Wait, is he the new neighbor? You blinked, surprised.