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someone was moving into the house next door.

at least, that's what mark heard from his parents' conversation while he was busy doing ten hours worth of stupid summer homework that he definitely should have done way before the second to last day of summer but— he digresses.

usually mark wouldn't care for their new neighbors— people come and go— but this was the house to the right, and he'd long ago known that if anyone moved into that vacant place... it would be a problem.

his bedroom window and that bedroom window were perfectly aligned. whoever was going to sleep in that room was going to be able to see him at practically all hours of the day, which— awkward.

his point was precisely proven when he woke up with a jolt to the sound of a heavy box being slammed onto the ground.

"fuck!" he yelled as he tumbled to the ground in his tangled bed sheets— an entertaining show to whomever was the one to have dropped that box in his neighbor's house.

he looked up with a glare to see a brunet boy staring at him with shock and, embarrassingly, amusement.

"sorry?" he chuckled.

as first impressions go, this wasn't one of mark's best.

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