02 ➤ NEIGHBOR

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before we proceed to the story,  here are the meanings of  some certain things that are often included in the story :

( y/n ) = your name

(l/n) = Your last name

( h/c ) = your hair color
( f/c  ) = your favorite color
(e/c) = your eye color
(s/c ) = your skin color

BY THE WAY,  There will be photos above used for visualization, whenever a character gets introduced. All of the art DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.  It goes to their rightful owners/artists. I actually found these from Pinterest lol.

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⇢ [Chapter 2: Neighbor] ˎˊ˗ ꒰

YOUR POV

T he wind blew against my (s/c )
colored skin as I loaded out the last box from the car. I pushed the heavy box inside the house and wiped off the sweat from my forehead with a handkerchief.

" (y/n) ! "  my mom called out, I replied " coming! " while walking out of the house and there I saw an unfamiliar person- wait,  two people having a chat with my mother.

" ah honey, there you are!  come meet our neighbors," my mother said as she extended her arm out as a sign for me to greet our neighbors.  I scanned the two individuals from head to toe,  the one I presumed as the mother has brown short hair that reached to her shoulders, she also has red deep eyes and seemed to give off a friendly aura.

The same goes for the male beside her who looks the same age as mine, but instead of having brown hair, he has black hair and red eyes. His eyes pierced into mine that I almost began to feel uncomfortable, once he noticed he smirked at me. I gave a shy smile to both of them together with a small wave.

" Mrs.  Kenneth,  meet my daughter,  (y/n). (y/n), these are our neighbors."
my mom smiled with her eyes closed.

The said person nodded with a smile and a wave. The teenage male beside the woman shuffled on his feet while biting his lip, staring at me. 

"Y/N, you can just call me Coleen! This is my son, Ian," She ushered her son to greet me properly. 

"Hey." The guy said, towering above me, with a height of almost 6 feet. With his height, he pulled off an intimidating aura. 

"Call me Ian, bunny," he smirked.

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" So....You're going to the same school as me, yeah? " I asked. It's been almost 1 hour of my parents and the neighbor's chatting. So My Mom had to go tell me to talk to the neighbor's son. Though, he isn't quite talkative. But he does keep staring, which is quite creepy, so I have to break the silence.

"Yeah.. We're going to the same school.. " he replied. A small smirk creeping into his face as several ideas and thoughts pops up in his mind. "hmmph "  He hummed.

"Mind if I give you a tour since you're new? " He asked looking straight into my eyes.

"um, I don't mind. " I answered, as I looked away from his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm sure it's going to be fun." He reassured me once he sensed my discomfort from the sudden staring contest. Tilting his head back as he stares at me with a small smirk.



"fun? "

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