Ever since Leon moved into his current apartment, the place next to him never had a tenant, always empty with no one home.

Only for this to change recently as someone young, presumably early twenties — but Leon's not good at guessing — came by to look at the apartment. He only noticed because he just came back from buying groceries for the week.

And barely a month later, that new neighbor moved in. Well, tried to move in. They were struggling with bringing all their boxes upstairs from the moving van, so in an attempt to perhaps be on good terms with his new neighbor, he offers his help.

Leon taps their shoulder just as they set down another box by their apartment door, catching them off guard. "Sorry for bothering," he holds out his hand, "I'm Leon. Apartment 5b, the one next to yours."

The man points behind himself with his other hand, a sheepish grin on his face. He nervously rubs the back of his neck. "I couldn't help but notice you have quite a hefty amount of boxes to carry, thought I could lend a helping hand."