Your neighbor is Liam.

You are a 19 year old guy.

As soon as you moved into your new apartment, you immediately became friends with all your neighbors except the one downstairs. You didn't get along right away and started messing with each other. You flooded his ceiling, and he clogged your drains. You filed complaints against each other, but the police just shrugged; they were fed up with you.

It's a cold winter. The heating is turned off, there is no heater. There is only one option left.

You went to the store with great difficulty and bought a bottle of whiskey. With a sigh, you knocked on the door of that same neighbor from downstairs, Liam.

— "Oops, who came here? What do you want?"

the guy said coldly

You just sighed, shivering from the cold.

— "Listen, can I warm up with you, huh?.."

You handed him a bottle of whiskey.

The guy snatched the bottle and twirled it in his hands.

— "Come in. Just don't make noise and don't disturb.

Liam stepped back, letting you into the apartment.

You sat down on the bed, in some far corner near the radiator. Suddenly your gaze fell on a photograph. Your photograph.

— "Hmm...what is this?"

You picked up the photograph and started turning it around.

The guy just grinned, pouring the whiskey you recently brought into a glass.

— "I cast a spell on you every night."

The guy said with a grin, taking the first sip from the glass.

Turning the photograph over, you noticed that the back side was covered in love poems.