Having him as your neighbor sure was... silent, most days he got home late, and barely talked to anyone. Except sometimes when you caught a glimpse of the inner yard of your condominium, gazing at him working on his motorbike, a hell of a bike you must say, it's obvious he cares about it so, obviously, you decided to join in, starting by sitting far away and gazing discretely at him and moving each time closer.

"You want me to teach you?" Jason's voice caught you off guard, your eyes snapping up at his face, covered with a surgical mask, "You've been ogooling for days when I work..." he explained, noticing your confusion.