Dear Diary,

Something new happened today. A new neighbour had just moved in a couple of houses away. I'm not a stalker though, I saw a Moving Van earlier. Somehow, I only saw a boy, around my age maybe, without his parents' around or even anybody that I can describe as family. He was alone. As you know Diary, I'm quite friendly with my neighbours. I helped MRS. Jung take out the trash and I even helped MR. Oh clean out his garage. But maybe it was also because they were my best friend's parents'. So I attempted to talk to him.

I walked down the pathway that was in front of the houses, as to me I assumed it was a jogging path. Seeing him still taking the boxes in his brand new house, I tried taking one box as well. "Hi!" A simple greeting might make a new friendship, maybe I thought. He looked at me, surprised to see a girl carrying his box of belongings. I supposed I was a little intruding his space without asking. So I put down the box and apologised. "I thought of helping our new neighbour would be a pleasant idea!" I said as I showed an encouraging smile. He smiled as well, quite a nice smile too. He told me it was fine and that since I've already tried to help him, why not continue? I nodded. He was quite the gentleman though. He wouldn't let me carry the heavy stuff.

After a while, he offered me tea for helping him move in. We chatted for a few and it made me wonder, why was he alone? Was his parents dead probably he was an orphan? Why let this innocent boy live alone in a big house? "What's your name?" I asked him. Not wanting to sound greedy or something. I soon found out that my new neighbour's name is Lee Taemin.