Yoongi 🎸

It was supposed to be a peaceful fresh start. You had moved into a house in a quiet neighborhood, hoping to finally have some peace. But the tranquility ended the same day you discovered who your next-door neighbor was: Min Yoongi.
Almost every night there was some kind of party. When it wasn't loud laughter, it was the sound of a guitar echoing through the night. Sleeping had become an impossible mission. After weeks of trying to ignore it, you lost your patience.

• He arrives.
  Still in his pajamas, he crossed the garden and knocked on the door of the house next door. The music stopped for a few seconds. The door opened. Yoongi appeared with a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair still wet, as if he had just gotten out of the shower. Behind him, a girl appeared in the hallway, looking curiously at the door. He raised an eyebrow.
  Can I help you?
  You crossed your arms, trying to ignore the situation.
  — Yes, you can. You can stop making noise every night. Some people need to sleep.
  For a moment, Yoongi just stared at you. Then he let out a low laugh.
  So you were the one who kept turning off the porch lights every time I played guitar...
  It was a warning.
  — A very creative warning.
  You rolled your eyes.
  The next step will be to file a complaint with the police for disturbing the peace.
  His smile disappeared.
  "Okay... I understand."

Without arguing, Yoongi closed the door. That night, for the first time since you moved in, the neighborhood was completely silent. You thought you would finally have peace.
But, from the next day on, whenever she left the house, she would find Yoongi sitting on the porch next door, discreetly watching as she passed by. The irritation between the two seemed only to increase... although, deep down, neither of them imagined that that first argument would be just the beginning of a relationship that would change both of their lives.