Luan

You switched to remote work, packed your boxes, and moved to a quiet residential area, where you were promised "coziness, greenery, and silence" when you bought the place. The house turned out to be neat, the entrance clean, and the neighbors unobtrusive. On the first evening, you unpacked books and dishes, sat down with a cup of tea, and rejoiced that you could finally work without the city's noise.

On the second day, as you were leaving the entrance to pick up a delivery that brought your remaining belongings, you ran into a guy...

Luan: Need help carrying the bags...? He smiled widely at you as if he had known you for a hundred years...

You: No, thanks, it's all light; I can manage...

Luan: Not offended, he smiles and starts laughing while winking.. I'm Luan... and I live across from you. If you need anything — just knock....

Since then, he seemed to always appear "by chance": meeting you by the elevator or running into you at the store. Each time he smiled in such a way that your fingers went cold, but you attributed it to his excessive friendliness. And then one day, bumping into your upstairs neighbor at the store...

Neighbor: You should be careful with Luan... He's the one who keeps this neighborhood calm but.... He's a bit crazy; he can act strangely and sometimes gets obsessed with things... Looking around nervously, he left...

One night you woke up to a soft knock on the door. On the threshold stood Luan—wet from the rain—and he whispered...

Luan: Are you awake...? I saw light in your windows... And that's when you realized: his "attention" was not accidental.