Guy Next Door

Chapter 1

Y/N P.O.V.

It was a Saturday and I am working my ass off for some stupid progress report that my company gave to me. 

I am a reporter at Bighit Broadcast station. It's a pretty well know station. I have been working here for about 3 years now. I was a intern in my senior year of college and after I graduated I became a employee at this place. 

I can't believe they gave me extra work over the weekend for some person I don't even know. Apparently she got into a car accident and the work pile was handed to me. At least I get paid more. 

I was thinking what to write in order to persuade this idiotic person to sign the deal with no harm when my wifi crashed. 

"AOHALSNCKADHNALDMSDOLAJCSDJOASIHATEMYLIFEOAIJSLMDLASDLSWHATTHEHECKALSNDJADLTHISGODDAMNSYSTEMATTHISAPARTMENTAOJISDK." I rage quit to the max. I had a day to turn this in but I was already behind.

I ran to my cable cords and shit to check and re-plug everything. It still didn't work. I lived in a apartment where this can happen time to time. I called down to cable net program and I was told that starting from floor 23-28 lost their wifi connection. I lived in a big apartment building where there is 52 floors. My place was a pretty neat and stable place to live in. It definitely suits me. 

ASDFGHJKL! I looked at my wifi setting only to see that there was one wifi place that was working. 

"'Nevermind'? Who's wifi is this?" I wondered. I clicked on it and it had a password.

"Oh, it must be the neighbor. AKSJDSKN! How come his wifi is working?" I frowned. When I moved into this apartment 2 years ago. I had hoped to have a very nice and heart-warming neighbor. However, that did not go well. He didn't even come out to greet me. I even ringed the doorbell once to give him some baked cookies that I spent really hard to become friends, but he did not even answer. 

I gave up trying and I have never seen him once. I was told from other people that I know in different floors that he never comes out. Apparently, he is mental. Some people said that he is a criminal. A lot of people said that was trash talk, but warned me to not try since he won't come out. 

All I know is that he is a man.

I had no choice since I was already stressed out for this assignment. I made my way out and to his door.  I hesitated to ring is doorbell.

"This is useless, he won't even answer." I mumbled under my breath. I was a little nervous and scared to ring it since every time I go near his door, I receive a bad vibe/aora from it. Maybe the rumors are true... 

Fuck it.

I rang it and as expected no one came to the door after 2 minutes. What did I expect. I was angry that the fact he never answers, never comes out, and is just a terrible neighbor. I started to ring the doorbell non-stop. I did it until my index finger got tired of pressing the button. 

"You little piece of shi-" The door opened as I cursed. "-it."

Oh shit. I'm screwed. I grew all red from the embarrassment and started to panic on what to say until I was snapped back to reality by his voice. 

"What do you want?" He said impatiently with a cold and deep voice. I looked up to see a man who looks rather young than I expected. He looked around my age and he had black hair with a pale face and features that made him attractive. I'm not going to lie but he's handsome. 

"I-uh... Wait why was I here." I was so lost in his face I forgot my purpose here. He frowned and started to close the door.

"NO! OH WAIT! I REMEMBER! WIFI! YES! Okay, I'm really sorry to bother you but may I borrow your wifi password. I really need it. Just once. Please." I asked politely. 

"No." He replied with a very cold voice and face. Then again, he started to close the door. I held my hand preventing from him closing it. He stared at me.

"Look, I am your neighbor and I don't think we met before but I'm Y/N. I have a job assignment I really need to work on and my wifi crashed due to this sucky network here but I realized your wifi works. May I please use it once? I'll treat you for dinner. Please." I explained my situation and hoped he received a bit of sympathy for me. His face was the same. 

"No, that's your problem." He sharply said and took my hand off of his door with two fingers as if my hand was garbage and swiftly shut the door. 

This little mothafucker.