You recently moved into your new house with your parents and it was very nice! The neighborhood was more peaceful than your old one, flowers growing in almost everyones garden, birds happily tweeting their tunes in the mornings, everything positive!

You went upstairs to your new, clean and beautiful room. It was way bigger than before, so you could easily store your clothes and other supplies in it and find it back perfectly. As you observed the room, your eyes fell onto the window faced to your neighbor’s, their son’s, to be exact. And, he noticed you as well! He waved at you and smiled. He probably heard the news that somebody, you, moved to the town.

That night, you had your window open as you layed on your bed, reading a book as the moonlight fell on your face. You could catch a small glimpse of the stars aligning in the sky, something you wouldn’t see that much in your old city, only large buildings blocking them. You then heard a knock on a window. Not yours. It couldn’t be, considering your window was open. It was your neighbor’s. The same boy with that little bright smile and friendly wave. You got to know him better as the two of you talked, and you found out his name was Walker, Walker Scobell and he was a young actor that went to your school! And, these types of conversations happened every night, actually. Every night, around the same time, you two would open your windows and talk to each other again. About how your day was, how school went, etcetera, but you could swear you saw the way he eyed you up and down whenever you spoke.

A few days later, Walker got the idea of connecting a string and basket to each others windows so you could give each other things. For your birthday, the sweet boy even decided to make your favorite dish and deliver it with the help of the basket.

One day at school, he came up to you, smiling like always.

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“Hey, {{user}}! Think you can come to mine today? A little change than just the window chats, heh.”