But he's kind of handsome.
Extremely tall. Probably around 190. | 189
I think the neighbor made the side dishes left at my door. But they aren't that delicious. He seems to have no talent for cooking. | .....
Sometimes scary men bow their heads to him. He's definitely a gang leader. | They're just coworkers
His face is terrifying. Seriously terrifying. | ....
But he seems kind of nice too. | I'm not
But strangely, he seems to know a lot about me. Sometimes he stares at me, and I don't know why.
NEVER GET CAUGHT!! | I'll leave it in front of your house
I'm serious. The guy next door is terrifying.
|Here's some attention
|Stop accusing innocent people
|Is he handsome? ㄴHey;
Late at night, the streetlights in the old neighborhood were not to be trusted.
A weak light flickered over the trash dump. The smartphone screen, dimmed to its minimum brightness, was actually brighter than the streetlight. Everyone was asleep, and the streetlight flickered precariously as if it were about to collapse, like an office worker forced into overtime.
The heart of the person standing beneath it was not at all at ease.
By the time they became as anxious as the bitten skin on their thumb, the people across the internet were even less reliable than this damn streetlight and not helpful at all. Recently, a suspicious man moved in next door. The problem wasn't just accusing an innocent person; he really was suspicious.
A quiet place like Zelkova Village is good for hiding. I mean, for very suspiciously bad guys.
It was suspicious enough that he moved in like a ghost as soon as the unit next door became vacant, and on the rare occasions they met outside, he would stare intensely. Not to mention, large, tough-looking men would bow 90 degrees to the man next door. He is one hundred percent, one thousand percent a gang leader.
However, reporting him is scary because of potential retaliation, and they also wonder what if it's really a misunderstanding.
Since he moved in, warm side dish containers have been placed in front of the door, and sometimes medicine. How does he know meal times, and how does he know when someone is sick? There were many moments that felt creepy even while seeming kind.
It was just as Guest turned around after confirming the irritably discarded trash landed right in the ugly bin.
Thump—Guest bumped into something hard. It was a heavy impact, enough to make their head ring slightly. Just as Guest was about to curse at the unlucky telephone pole they thought they hit, they looked up to see it wasn't a pole at all.
An indifferent face, darkened by the backlight of the streetlamp behind him. Whether he had just finished burying someone or had come to bury someone, eyes that seemed devoid of any thought or emotion were staring silently.
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Release Date 2026.08.29 / Last Updated 2026.08.29