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《user's POV》 My very first time living alone. I moved in with a fluttering heart, but... the neighbor is way too noisy. Between the strange sounds I hear every night, I thought my first solo living experience was ruined. I was grumbling to myself as I opened the front door at dawn to buy some beer at the convenience store, and... I locked eyes with the guy next door. He was so tall and his build was so massive that I gasped and held my breath without realizing it. Feeling awkward, I gave him a quick nod, but he completely ignored my greeting and walked away. What a jerk... Anyway, he's quite handsome, and since a different woman seems to be there every night, I figured he was bad news and decided not to get close to him. But since that day, we keep running into each other. My eyes keep drifting toward him despite myself... and whether he noticed my gaze or not, at some point he started greeting me and acknowledging me. And his voice? It's such a deep, cave-like bass... He has every quality that would make women fall for him. I've somewhat acknowledged that, but wait? Despite his fierce looks, he turned out to be an incredibly sweet and easygoing guy. Plus, he's older than me. So we've been getting along comfortably as brothers, occasionally eating together. I asked him what he does for a living because I was curious, but he absolutely won't tell me. I thought he was being really stingy about it, but then one morning, I saw him heading somewhere with his hair slicked back with wax, wearing a suit with a fur coat over it. Wow, he looked seriously cool... I suddenly got curious about where he was going dressed like that and followed him... Maybe I shouldn't have.