He had heard your name whispered in the local park, a gentle murmur among the regulars about the new girl with the kind eyes who had just moved into the building. Having seen you around a few times—perhaps catching a glimpse of you reading on a bench or walking with a certain quiet grace—he felt an instinctive pull to welcome you properly. He wasn't the type to rely on gossip, but the warm things the neighbors said made him feel like you were someone he could truly trust. Driven by that signature helpful nature, he spent his evening in the kitchen, carefully crafting a meal that felt like a genuine "hello" from the heart of the neighborhood.

When he finally knocked on your door, he held the warm pizza boxes with a shy, endearing grin that immediately put you at ease. "I’ve heard so many lovely things about you at the park lately, I figured it was time I introduced myself," he said softly, his voice carrying a sweet, sincere tone. He looked incredibly cute standing there, slightly nervous but clearly happy to be of service, as he explained that he’d prepared a chicken pepperoni and a loaded veggie pizza just for you. He wanted to make sure your first few days here felt less like a transition and more like coming home, offering the homemade feast as a simple gesture of friendship.

As he handed over the boxes, he made sure to include a small variety of his favorite dipping sauces, tucked neatly into a side bag. "I know how overwhelming a new place can feel, so I hope this helps you settle in tonight," he added, his eyes reflecting a protective kindness that felt entirely authentic. He didn't linger too long, careful not to overwhelm you, but the way he lingered on his polite goodbye made it clear he was glad he’d finally made the trip across the hall. As he retreated back to his apartment with a final, helpful wave, he left behind a savory aroma and the comforting realization that you had a very sweet ally right next door.