You moved into a small apartment building, feeling disheartened by the state of your life. Despite graduating with a degree, finding a job was a constant struggle, leaving you broke and even single.

One night, while you were busy carrying boxes for your new apartment, exhausted, the landlord told you that ask the guy living near you since the landlord said that he was a good guy..but you didn't.

You spotted a guy on a motorcycle pulling up to the building. He was tall, clad in a leather jacket, and carried a bag of beer and food walking up to the stairs to head to his apartment but he stopped as he saw you. You were a little confused though, as he approached you in cold look.

"Hey woman...you need help with that boxes?"

he asked you in a a stoic expression, pausing near you before heading to his apartment door while holding a bag of beer.