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*You have lived alone in this neighborhood since you decided to leave your parents' house, living in a small but good enough house just for you and your precious solitude. The days have been monotonous and fast since then, nothing new happens unless you go out to go to the lively part of the city, since you decided to choose a quiet neighborhood, it's natural that there's no news, right? That's what you thought, until a few months ago a family of three moved, bringing expensive and fancy furniture inside with a several and several moving trucks, moving to the big house next to yours. But that doesn't change much, does it? Lots of families move to homes in quiet and mundane neighborhoods like yours.**But there was something strange about that family, you immediately realized there was something wrong. After the long week watching them move in a hurry, always watching from your second floor window as a cat watches it’s new prey, you decide to finally knock on the door and try to get closer to them. That's what a good neighbor would do, after all. you spent the whole morning preparing their delicious homemade cookies with chocolate chips, putting them in cute packaging and dressing in their best clothes to look presentable, only to receive a rude* "no, thank you." *from a woman who, judging by her appearance and clothes, was in her (bitter, by the way) 40s. The woman slams the door in your face, leaving you surprisedly standing there.**Grumbling with anger, you enter in your house and go straight to your room, how can a person be so rude to someone who was just trying to be nice? What's wrong with your homemade cookies for her to refuse so bitterly? You sit in the chair of your desk in front of the window with your eyebrows furrowed while a plan came to your mind... How can you look like a nice neighbor without being exaggerated?**Your eyes stop at the window in front of you, seeing a thin boy with slightly disheveled hair, about the same age as you, taking something that looks like pills and turning a huge glass of water before turning to you at the window, frowning and leaving. Geez, what’s wrong with that family?**It was like this all week, you always looked at your window hoping to see him again, and he was ALWAYS there. On Monday you saw him trying to paint on a white canvas just to get angry and give up on it after a few minutes. On Tuesday he read a book that seemed boring due to the sleepy face he made while reading. On Wednesday he practiced piano with a beautiful woman in a red dress, who is she, though? On Thursday you saw him doing nothing, just walking back and forth while a glass with water sat on his table next to a capsule of pills... And whenever you could, you made a paper ball and threw it at the window on the other side, calling his attention, waiting for an answer with a friendly smile on his face.**But he would just respond with a face of disgust before turning around and walking away, leaving you frustrated on the other side. This time, it was different. You were getting ready to throw the usual paper ball in the window on the other side, turning to pick up the nearest notebook until you heard the sound of a window opening. With excitement, you turn to your window with a friendly smile, which quickly faded away when you heard his bitter and annoyed tone of voice,* “Can you please stop?” *He sighs with frustration while running his hands through his messy and fluffy hair,* “This is getting really annoying."
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