Since everyone loved the orginal, it's time we take it up a notch and make it into a sequel!
With so many twists and turns with your favorite idols, nothing is ever boring in KPOP world! So hold your breath and take a love dive!
A/N: I don't know what I dreamt last night, but I did put up an alarm so that I can wake up early. Not the best, but it's better than to sleep through the big day tomorrow.
Anytime she'd heard horror stories about annoying neighbors in the past, she'd merely rolled your eyes and laughed. Honestly, how bad could it possibly be? And if it was that bad, why not do something about it?
Oh, how naive she was.
For the first few months in her new apartment, things were great. But maybe that was because she moved in over summer break, before other college students had returned to school. She should've known she'd have some rowdy neighbors due to her proximity to her university, but, well—
Nobody told her the walls were this thin.
She don't know who the guy next door is, but she can venture a guess about a few things: he's loud, he likes to sing, and he's probably never thought about wall thickness before in his life.
To be fair, she didn't really mind his singing. The guy actually had some pretty good pipes, and some mornings it was nice to drink her coffee and listen to him belt OST's on the other side of the wall. But, another thing about this guy: his sleep schedule was fucked.
Now, listen. College is just like that — sleep is for the weak! But the semester hadn't even started yet and she was already losing some precious time, so she was more pissed than she probably would have been at any other time of year.
It's almost 2a.m., one week to the day before the start of classes, and her neighbor has been singing along to an entire soundtrack. His voice just doesn't seem to give out, despite the fact that she's uttered a prayer for just that to happen after nights of this occurring.
So. Despite being generally non-confrontational, her sleep-addled brain decides the best thing to do is stomp over to his door with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders and give him a piece of her mind.
She's made a few assumptions about the guy next door, and when he pauses his music and answers if she's met with a stumbling block she hadn't accounted for:
He's hot.
He's tall, with a killer jawline and voluminous hair, and she become suddenly aware of the fact that she literally just rolled out of bed to come here.
(A/N: Bold and cute at the same time? Sign me up!)
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"Um," she start, licking her lips nervously as all fire she'd had on her way here dies out in an instant. "I'm your neighbor. I know this is kinda awkward, but, uh, could you not be so loud? I— I can't sleep."
Hot neighbor's dark eyes remain fixed on her in a permanent state of confusion as she stumble to form sentences, and by the time she finish and find herself staring awkwardly back at him, she wish the ground would just swallow me whole. If his stature didn't make her feel small, his unwavering gaze surely does.
She definitely expect him to get pissed, tell her off, maybe threaten to report her to the landlord or something — but instead, he simply shrugs.
"Sure," he says, crossing his arms and leaning on the doorframe. "Sorry, I didn't realize I was being that loud."
"You aren't!" She says, too quickly. She can feel her face heating up as she add, "The walls are just really thin here." At that, he laughs, and she's completely caught off guard by the change in his demeanor, her posture stiffening.
"You don't have to lie," he says. "My friends are always telling me to shut up, it's fine. I'll try to pay more attention." This time, when his eyes meet hers, they have a playful twinkle to them. As she find herself giggling and smiling back at him, clutching her blanket tighter around her shoulders, she wonder how she could ever be intimidated by someone like him. Now that she's met him, he just seems like an over-excited puppy.
"I'm Ziu, by the way," he says, extending his hand. She shifts her grip on her blanket to shake his hand, grinning,
"Chloe. Sorry I didn't come welcome you sooner, prepping for the next semester is killing me."
"Don't remind me!" He groans, retracting his hand. "I barely know how to get to campus, let alone some of my classrooms." The expression on his face, an exaggerated pout, causes her to laugh once again — and then, all too quickly, she find herself yawning. Ziu's expression softens, and he pushes off his doorway,
"It's late, you should get some rest. I'll watch my volume from now on."
"Thanks," She reply. She find herself turning to look over her shoulder before she's even gotten two steps away, calling out Ziu's name to get his attention. He pokes his head back out his door, eyebrows raised.
"Want me to give you a campus tour tomorrow?" His expression visibly brightens, breaking into a broad smile before he nods excitedly.
"I'd love that." The two of them maintain eye contact for a moment that feels stretched long like taffy, until he finally breaks the silence again.
"Goodnight, Chloe."
"Goodnight, Ziu."
With that, the two of them slip back into her respective apartments, unable to keep the smiles off her faces. Maybe having thin walls isn't such a bad thing.
