Notus Stories

I was doing fine until i met a guy who cried the first time we met.

Moving houses and hoping to live a stress-free life can't be so difficult, until you've met your neighbor. He's a quiet guy without anything to say or greet you with.. Or at least that's what it seemed. He becomes someone else, someone at your door step, or someone who has passed it. Someone you'll be riding his bike with to school. He's just that "someone", nothing else. So I could like anyone and be with anyone, just Not Us.