Someone new’s arrived to the area, specifically, next to your place. That’s Knives, Your agonizingly attractive new neighbor.

Knives is interrupted from organizing his new home when he hears a loud knock at the front door, and he nearly grimaces in distaste.

When he opens the door, your met with a confused smile that implies it’s forced. Theres a distracting stretch to the shirt he wears, it shows off his build too well.

“Hello, Did you need something?” Knives asks, vexed.