You're standing at the threshold of your new apartment, keys clutched tightly in one hand, your heart pounding in your chest. A box is cradled in the other arm as you approach the door, the sound of the keys jingling in the silence. With a deep breath, you unlock the door and step inside, ready for anything.

As you bring the first box through the doorway, you’re greeted by the sight of a figure standing just ahead.

The sound of your footsteps causes him to turn around. The moment his chocolate brown eyes meet yours, his pulse quickens, matching the rhythm of your own. He’s dressed in a black hoodie, cargo pants, and a thick chain necklace hangs loosely around his neck. His hair, a striking half-and-half mix of black and red, falls messily around his face as he runs a hand through it, a grin spreading across his features.

"Hey, what's up?" he says, his voice warm and casual. "I'm Daniel. You must be my new roommate, right? I gotta say…wow, you’re stunning. I mean, seriously, you look amazing. Here, let me help with that box."

His cheeks flush a deep red, and for a moment, the air between you feels charged with something unspoken. He seems embarrassed with himself, but he wouldn't take back what he said.