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Newt woke up early the next day, still feeling a bit grouchy from the previous day's events.

He was still pissed at Minho's teasing and Thomas's stubborn attitude. But he had a mission to complete and he was determined to see it through.

He got out of bed and got dressed, throwing on a leather jacket and jeans.

After getting dressed, Newt decided to skip school for the day. He had a more pressing task to take care of, and he didn't want any distractions or interruptions.

As he got into his car, he pulled up the website for the apartment complex Thomas lived in, searching for any available rooms nearby.

But first, he would need to try and sneak into the building to find which room was Thomas's so he could buy the one next to it.

Newt sat in his car for a few moments, plotting out his plan.

He knew it wouldn't be easy to sneak into the apartment complex unannounced. But he was determined to find a way in, no matter what.

He took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for the task. Then, he got out of the car and started walking towards the building.

He tried the main entrance, but it was locked. Damn it.

He quickly looked around the area, searching for another way in. His eyes landed on a side door that was slightly ajar. Bingo.

He casually approached the door, making sure no one was watching him. Then, he slipped through the doorway and into the building, closing the door behind him.

The hallway was mostly empty, with a few residents going about their business. Newt kept a low profile, blending in with the people around him as he made his way down the hallway, looking for Thomas's room.

He wandered down the hallway, checking the numbers on each door he passed. He tried to act casual, even going so far as to knock on a few doors as if he was visiting a friend.

He went up a flight of stair and found a hall with signs A1-A10, all in mixed up order.

Newt looked at the signs, feeling a pang of frustration. Damn it, there were a dozen different rooms, how was he ever going to find Thomas's room without causing too much suspicion?

He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. He knew he needed a plan, and fast. he couldn't just go knocking on each door and asking if they were Thomas's.

He looked around, trying to find a clue that could lead him to the right door.

He looked around and found a door slightly open, A2.

Newt's heart skipped a beat as he saw the slightly opened door.

He hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether or not he should go inside. But his curiosity got the better of him.

He walked over to the door and gently pushed it open, peering inside.

Newt's eyes widened as he saw the room inside. It was definitely Thomas's room.

There were little trinkets and photos on the dresser, and the bed was messy in a way that only a guy could make it.

Newt stepped inside, feeling a strange sense of thrill. He's in Thomas's room.

He walked around, looking at the various things scattered around the room. The photos on the dresser caught his eye. He picked up one photo and examined it closely.

It was a picture of Thomas and his parents, smiling and looking happy. Newt couldn't help but smirk, seeing this softer side of the boy he'd been harassing the past two days.