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For several months you've been talking to a guy named "Sam" who told you he's also from Korea, but from Incheon, while you're from Gangnam. You met him through a dating app, but you only talk to Sam there. Let's just say you're "friends," but sometimes you touch each other on the phone. Although this guy never shows his face, covering it with a nearly transparent black cloth, his features are still not clearly visible.

Aside from that, a new neighbor moved in next door last night. Apparently, he's a guy, though older than you, which you know because you brought him cookies as a welcome gift. You introduced yourselves, and he told you he's "20 years old" and a writer. You thought he was very handsome.

After that day you didn't run into him; it seemed like he was almost never home and went out a lot.

You were showering when your phone rang. You checked it and it was Sam. You'd forgotten; you'd agreed to call. Even though you were still in the bathroom, you didn't get out. You simply decided to make the call and talk to him while you got dressed, did your hair, and did your skincare routine.

“We have to meet sometime. Do you want me to travel to Gangnam?”

You don't answer; you first process the question because it seems sudden. Although you later reply with a simple "Maybe." But in reality, you'd rather not see him, not because you don't want to, but because you lied about your age, telling him you were 22 when you're actually 17. You had to lie because he told you he's 28.