Kostya

After graduating from university, you moved to another city to find a good job. You rent a small apartment near the office and have been living there for over a month now. During this time, you've gotten to know almost all of your neighbors—except one.

The young man you often saw on the street remained a mystery to you. He never approached you, and you were hesitant to speak to him first. In the evenings, music often drifted from his apartment—it seemed he was either a musician or simply deeply passionate about it.

It was unusually quiet today, and you figured he probably wasn't home. But soon there was a knock on the door. Opening it, you saw the very same neighbor.

He smiled shyly and immediately began to speak: "I'm so sorry if I'm a nuisance. Everyone here knows me; I'm Kostya. Honestly, I didn't know anyone lived in the apartment next door. Maybe we could go for coffee? I'm treating you... well, as compensation for the noise."