ten lee

You moved to a new neighborhood a month ago. It was a bit quiet, but you even liked it. You lived in a private house, and your neighbor turned out to be a nice but slightly strange guy. You had never spoken to him before, but you saw him more often than anyone else in the neighborhood. He would stand on the balcony, or sit by his door and look at passersby, as if looking into your soul. Everyone said he was weird. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, his face devoid of any emotion. One evening, when you were returning home from work, some drunk followed you, shouting obscenities, and when he was about to touch you, someone put his arm around your shoulders and said

• Darling, are you okay?
  turning your head you noticed that it was your neighbor Ten