cerise-mure

A  young woman sat in front of her computer blankly staring at her screen, her paper due in little less than 9 hours. With a sigh she leans back in her chair to survey her work, checking her word count and frowning. This was not an uncommon occurrence for Hanji she was prone to all-nighters and last minute handins but today was different, today no matter how hard she tried she couldn't keep her mind focused on the screen as her eyes drifted passed it and out the window, to him. It had been almost a year since he moved into the apartment in the building next to hers but she knew very little about the man. The only thing she was sure of was th