It’s 8:30am on a Monday morning. Before leaving for your first class of the day you start your daily routine. First you take a 20 minute shower to wake yourself up. Following that you heat up some bagels and brew your favorite Caramel Macchiato. You sit at your kitchen counter watching the steam from the coffee flutter in the air and disappear. You peer over at the clock and jump out of your seat. “ not again.” It’s almost 9:30am and your first class starts at 10am. You need to leave now if you’re going to make it in time. You quickly pour your coffee into a mug and add the amount of sugar you need. You stick the last half of the bagel into your mouth and slip on your pair of toms before rushing out of the door. Running down the hall to the elevator you see a suitcase in front of a vacant room… Room number 25. Your room number is 23. “Somebody new must have moved in.” You said under your breath. You look down at the luggage and see a name tag. You see Korean letters. It reads “김남준". Ahh so my new neighbor is Korean? You thought to yourself. I better introduce myself when I get home... You look at your phone. “Nooo! I really need to stop getting distracted.” You say as you run towards the elevator.

       You made it in time for class. Today’s classes were just as boring as the classes you’ve had the last 2 years in college. You promised to meet up with your friend Tori after you got done with your classes. You meet her at a popular café in Times Square.

       “Ah, I really wish something interesting would happen to my life already. Same old guys, same old pickup lines, same old everything. I’m sick of it. How about you _____?” You were busy staring out of the window at the busy streets with hundreds of passing cars. What did that name tag say? Who really is moving into my floor? Is it a boy or a girl? “Hey! _____!” You jump at her loud voice as you snap out of your day dream.

       “W…what? I’m sorry I’m seriously in a daze right now.” You say cracking a smile as you look down at your coffee. You cup your hands around the warm mug and embrace it, bringing it to your lips to take a sip. The sensation warms your body.

       “What’s going on in your mind? Huh? A boy? Who is it?” she asked eagerly. Tori has always wanted the insight on what’s going on in your life, but really, nothing crazy has happened recently.

       “Nothing and nobody really. Somebody just moved into my floor… He or she has a Korean name tag. I’m excited to see who it is.” You say as you grin down at your mug. Tori gasped at your response.

       “Maybe this is just the excitement you needed!” she said happily.

      “Maybe…” you respond. After an hour you leave the café to return home.

       5:00pm you return home. While riding the elevator you wonder if your new neighbor will be there. Ding Dong. You’ve reached your floor. After the elevator doors open you see a tall male standing near the wall with his head down. He stands tall with a small nose and almond shaped eyes. His hair is blonde and messy and his lips are plump and pink. He wore high cut converse with black skinny pants, topped off with a red Supreme t-shirt. Now is my chance, you thought. You take one step out of the elevator and open your mouth to speak.

       “No I told you I can’t do it tonight. I literally just moved into my apartment.” Ding Dong. The elevator closes… You stand there staring at him not knowing what to do or say. He quickly looks at you. His eyes start from your feet, to your waist, to your chest, and up to your eyes. Your face becomes red with embarrassment. How can he look at me like that so easily?! He looks back down. “Look I have to go.” He hangs up the phone and looks back up to you. “Yah! What are you staring at?” Before you can say anything he rolls his eyes before entering his apartment and slamming the door.

       “What the hell was that all about?” you ask yourself. Your eyes move to the floor and see a piece of paper. You pick up the paper and notice it’s a schedule to the University you go to. “Is this his? I need to give this back to him…” You command yourself. Looking towards room 25 you swallow your pride. You take a deep breath before you knock on the door three times. The door opens immediately to reveal his smooth handsome face. You stand there staring at his face. You can’t help yourself. His strong eyes and soft lips make your stomach feel like its floating.

       “You again? What is it?” He says frankly. He studies you up and down before looking straight into your eyes. You blink out of your trance. “Uhh… You just dropped this.” You say softly. He looks down at your hands.

       “Oh my schedule. Thanks.” He grabs it out of your hands and stares into your eyes with no facial expression. “You lived here a while?” You widen your eyes. How can he really be this forward with me?  We didn’t even introduce ourselves!

       “Yeah... I’ve lived here my whole life…” you reply. You become red from his strong facial expression. He’s looking so far into your eyes its embarrassing. You lower your head slightly.

       “Show me around sometime, okay? Name’s Namjoon. Yours is?” Your head shoots up.

       “I’m ______.” Before you can say anything else he smirks at you and closes his door.