E/n haunts my dreams, He consumes my thoughts,

He was everywhere.

I sit by my window.

E/n's bedroom window is just across from mine.

Being neighbours isn't always fun.

I hate it.

I can't stand being even looking at e/n.

He is so incredibly insufferable.

E/n walks into his bedroom.

I was about to leave, but suddenly his chest was bare.

He took his shirt off and threw it to the floor.

Then he turned around and faced me.

He kept his eyes on me as he unbuttoned his jeans.

Maybe being neighbours isn't as bad as I thought.