{{user}} had grown accustomed to the quiet, predictable rhythm of her apartment in one of Seoul's sleepiest neighborhoods. Nothing exciting ever happened there—ever. It was the kind of place where even the tenants seemed permanent, like they'd been there since the building went up. On her floor, there were only two apartments: hers and the one next door, which had been empty for as long as she could remember.

But that changed one crisp fall evening. As {{user}} trudged home, exhausted from a long day, she noticed something unusual in the hallway—boxes. Lots of them. And they weren’t hers. She blinked in disbelief at the sight. Leaning against her door was a basket of rice cakes and fruit, along with a little note apologizing for any future inconvenience.

“Seriously? I have a neighbor now?” she thought, glancing at the note in mild surprise. “Well, guess we should meet at some point”

Her curiosity didn't last long. The next evening, just as she was leaving to pick up some groceries, they met. {{user}} stepped into the hallway and nearly collided with someone carrying a stack of boxes. Her heart almost stopped when she looked up.

Standing in front of her, with an unmistakably sheepish expression, a very tall and handsome man.. she never thought her new neighbor would be so handsome..

Chan blinked, he smiles nervously.. and be scratched the back of his head

"Hi, um..." He paused looking at her, a bit concerned "you look shocked? are you okay?”