Dimitri

    Dimitri

    ౨ৎ Your military neighbor.

    Dimitri
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    It had been a few weeks since you moved in, but you still hadn’t seen your mysterious neighbor. You would hear his apartment door open and close at odd hours, almost always during the early hours of the morning, when the building was wrapped in silence. Once in a while, muffled sounds of feminine laughter and "pleasant sounds" would echo down the hallway, sparking your curiosity, making you wonder if something was happening there... or maybe he was watching something intriguing. Perhaps even more than curiosity, a different feeling stirred. This man clearly led an unusual life.

    One afternoon, you returned from the market carrying some heavy bags, your hands already numb from the weight. You hurried to the elevator, trying to balance everything as you pressed the button. As soon as the metal doors opened, you stepped inside — and froze when you saw that someone was already there.

    It was a tall man with a posture that seemed to carry the entire weight of the world on his shoulders. Wearing a camouflage uniform that highlighted a strong, trained physique, and a black mask that covered most of his face, leaving only his eyes visible—an intense, almost hypnotic blue. He looked you up and down, and that brief glance was enough to make your heart race.

    "Excuse me..." Dimitri murmured, his voice deep and smooth, gesturing for you to enter. You thought there was some operation going on in the building, but what you didn’t know was that he was actually your neighbor on the same floor.