The Man Upstairs •°•° A Woosan FF

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I felt like I was about to puke due to the smell. I was about to close the door but then I was pushed to the wall and the door to my upstairs neighbors door was shut. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He asked.

Shit, it's him.

I gulped. "I s-swear it isn't what you think. I was distracted by my phone I didn't realize I was on the 14th floor. I was just about to le-,"

"What did you see." He asked, though it sounded more like a statement than a question.

I shook my head really fast "Nothing. I-It was too dark."

He grabbed my shirt really tightly. "I don't like it when people lie. Tell me right now what you saw. Every single detail."

I slowly nodded. "D-Dark purple couch, a carpet that I couldn't tell the color of, TV on, playing some sort of weather channel, and I c-can't remember the rest."

"Did you see something else that you're just pretending like you didn't see?" He asked.

I shook my head. "I swear on my life, my parents, and my friends' that's all I saw."

The neighbor shoved me off, making me fall to the floor as he went back into his room, locking the door.

Goddamn, what was he concealing so intensely? I got up and started walking to the elevator. This time I made sure pressed the button of my floor, number 13.

××××

Tonight, I slept earlier at around 8 so if the dude did anything tonight I didn't hear it. In fact, I didn't hear anything the times I brushed my teeth, used the bathroom, ate breakfast, changed my clothes, and did makeup. I grabbed all the bags of trash I had to throw away.

When I left, that was the second I saw him.

It's weird. It's only been a week and he already has only 1, 2, 3, 4- 6 bags?! Holy shit. They're the same size as before too. Flies around this one too.

Oh my God. I even have to throw my own trash away too. I guess I just have to ignore him...

I went over to the trash area and I smelt the same horrible smell as yesterday when I accidentally went into his room but it was a lot more stronger. It was so disgusting, I started coughing. I tried to throw my trash away quick but I couldn't reach it.

Damnit. Why do I have to be so short? I kept trying and trying until someone finally grabbed it.

Yeah, you can guess who it is.

He grabbed the other trash bag from my hand and threw it away as well. "Careful next time." He said.

I nodded at his words. "Sorry for walking into your place by accident." I whispered.

He stared at me for a few seconds. "San." He said, going back to taking out the trash.

I looked at him in confusion. "What about the mountains?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes. "My name is San. What's yours?"

Oh, damn. That was embarrassing. But should I give him my real name or nickname? Isn't San a nickname?

"I'm Wooyoung."

Shit, I didn't mean to say that.

He nodded. "Kay, go to school. You'll be late again."

I looked at the bags and realized he was wearing gloves. Weird. I thought. But at the same time it isn't. What if he just thinks that trash is disgusting?

I slowly nodded at him. I had nothing else to do either way so I went to school even though it was like half an hour too early.

× Time skip • nothing entertaining was happening, it was like any other day at school ×