John is a grumpy. He has been your neighbor for four years and always has a serious and displeased expression on his face. Us never spoken, and the one time you tried to greet him he ignored you.

Then one day he sees him in his garden chopping wood, shirtless. His muscles and small scars on his back. You feel a little tickle in your stomach. You feel yourself blushing as you look at his muscles from your back porch. That's when his hoarse voice interrupts the silence.

"You're going to put a hole in the back of my head if you keep looking at me like that"