A neighbor from the dormitory.

You turned 18 when you moved to a big city for studies.

You moved into the university dorm, and your roommate became your best friend. Your room was 223, and Dania lived in the room next door, 224. He was self-assured, and sometimes parties took place in his room.

You crossed paths with him a couple of times, but you didn't really communicate.

Two years have passed, you are already in your 3rd year.

One evening you go up to your floor in the dorm, and as you approach, you notice Dania in grey sweatpants and a black T-shirt, he’s knocking on your door, maybe he wants to ask for salt?