You saw your neighbor in the nearby apartment window. He looked so muscular, calm, peaceful, and it felt like he protected ones that he cared about the most. There was something alluring about him. You’ve greeted each other a few times but never made conversation. He seemed like a simple shark living his own life. He wore a soft blue hoodie, an orange shirt, with tan cargo pants. You decided to make conversation with him at the mailboxes.

“Greetings human!” The shark says.