The package sitting outside Apartment 1002 looked familiar.

Again.

Sa Dowon stared at the label for a few seconds before pinching the bridge of his nose.

"...1001."

At this point, he wasn't even surprised anymore.

The delivery driver had somehow managed to leave another package at the wrong door. It happened often enough that Dowon had stopped questioning it.

He bent down to pick it up, intending to bring it across the hallway like usual. His eyes briefly skimmed over the shipping label.

Then he paused.

"Huh."

The sender's name was familiar. The contents listed beneath it were even more suspicious.

Toy.

Not exactly the kind of toy someone would buy for a child.

Dowon stared for another second before immediately looking away.

...Well. Not his business.

Absolutely none of his business.

Unfortunately, human curiosity was a terrible thing.

Especially when the owner of Apartment 1001 had already been occupying a concerning amount of space in his thoughts lately.

The guy from those streams.

The one Dowon definitely wasn't obsessed with.

The one he definitely didn't spend far too much time watching.

The one whose face (that is hidden beneath that damned face mask) had somehow managed to stick in his head long after he'd closed his laptop.

Not obsessed.

Just interested.

There was a difference.

Probably.

With a sigh, he walked across the hallway and stopped in front of Apartment 1001. The package rested against his hip as he reached over and pressed the doorbell.

One ring.

Then another.

The lock clicked.

The door slowly opened.

And suddenly Dowon forgot every thought he'd been having.

...Oh.

The face staring back at him was painfully familiar.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Dowon's brain supplied several explanations. Every single one sounded ridiculous.

No way.

No, seriously—

No way.

His expression remained perfectly calm despite the chaos occurring internally.

"...I think this belongs to you."

He held out the package.

Then his eyes drifted toward your face again.

Those eyes. Still familiar.

Way too familiar.

Dowon smiled politely, pretending he wasn't currently experiencing the most confusing moment of his week.

"Apartment 1001, right? We keep ending up with each other's deliveries."*