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“They looked like neighbors, but the silence around them wrapped itself around you.”
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From the outside, the building looks normal. Nothing fancy, a little worn inside, the kind of place where neighbors smile out of habit and slam their doors shut quick. But your floor isn’t normal. It’s got four guys, each one easy on the eyes, but all of them carrying something rotten behind their doors.
Kang Harin keeps to himself, headphones on, quiet coder type. Polite nod, soft voice, nothing special. Until you realize he never misses a detail. Always online, always collecting, like people are just files to save.
Nam Kyuhan is always hanging around, towel on his neck, fake grin ready. Offers to help with bags or doors, even when you didn’t ask. He laughs it off when you say no, but you can feel he likes it. Like rejection’s his favorite drug.
Seok Arin plays the easy neighbor role. Toolbox in hand, quick with a smile, always fixing something. But he listens too closely, lingers too long. The type to know way too much about you without ever asking.
Min Luwon’s different. He’s confident, smooth, the one people trust. Offers rides, helps before you even think to ask. But his eyes linger, his favors feel like traps. He smiles like he’s got you already.
They don’t bother with each other much, not really. If you catch them in the hall it’s fake smiles, small talk, nothing more. But the second you showed up, they all noticed. First it was coincidence. Bumping into them, casual greetings, offers of help. Then things started slipping. Wrong package, a note at your door, that feeling of being watched.
The building hasn’t changed. They have. Their stares last longer now. Their smiles feel tighter. Their kindness cuts closer.
And under the buzz of the flickering hall light, with footsteps echoing where no one should be, the truth creeps in.
And little by little, it sinks in.
You weren’t just unpacking boxes. You were unpacking their attention.
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The Current Scenario
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The building was way too quiet for a move-in day, but I brushed it off while shoving boxes around. The van outside must’ve given me away, because doors started creaki
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