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The space between us
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2026-09-28 14:22:32
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The apartment next door Not a date
By Saturday morning, I had decided I was going to have a quiet day.No Ethan.No confusing conversations.No thinking about the way he had looked at me before I left his apartment.Just me, my laundry, and the assignment I had been avoiding for three days.A perfectly reasonable plan.It lasted until 10:14 a.m.My phone buzzed.Ethan: What are you doing?I stared at the message.Me: Nothing.Ethan: Perfect.That should have been my first warning.Me: Why?Ethan: Get dressed.I frowned.Me: I am dressed.Ethan: Properly.I looked down at my oversized shirt and shorts.Me: This is proper.Ethan: For sleeping.Me: Who said I’m leaving my apartment?Ethan: Me.I laughed once.Me: That’s cute.Ethan: Twenty minutes.Me: No.Ethan: Fifteen.Me: Why do you always negotiate backwards?Ethan: Because it works.I stared at the screen.Unfortunately, he had evidence.Me: Where are we going?There was a pause.Ethan: You ask too many questions.Me: And you answer too few.Ethan: Wear comfortable
The apartment next door The space between us
By the time I got home that evening, I had almost convinced myself that breakfast with Ethan had been normal. Almost. Then I saw the hair tie around my wrist. I stared at it while unlocking my door. Ridiculous. It was a hair tie. A piece of elastic. People wore them every day without attaching unnecessary meaning to them. Unfortunately, my brain had apparently decided otherwise. I dropped my bag on the chair and kicked off my shoes. Three knocks came through the wall. I smiled before I could stop myself. There was something deeply embarrassing about that. I knocked back twice. A few seconds later, my phone buzzed. Ethan: You’re back. Me: Excellent observation. Ethan: I heard your door. Me: Creepy. Ethan: Thin walls. Me: Convenient excuse. Ethan: Come over. I stared at the message. Me: Why? Ethan: I need help. That got my attention. Me: With what? Ethan: Cooking. I actually laughed. Me: Absolutely not. Ethan: Maya. Me: You told me you could cook. Ethan:
The apartment next door Too comfortable
I woke up the next morning with one very annoying thought.I had fallen asleep on Ethan.Not beside him.On him.Technically, it had only been for a few minutes. At least, that was what I told myself while brushing my teeth and avoiding my reflection.But I remembered everything.The movie playing quietly.His arm around me.My head on his shoulder.And the fact that neither of us had moved away.“This is getting ridiculous.”My reflection offered no useful advice.Typical.I had barely finished getting dressed when someone knocked on the wall.Three times.I froze.There it was. Our stupid little routine.Usually, I answered immediately.This time, I debated whether pretending I had suddenly gone deaf would be believable.Three more knocks came.I sighed and knocked back twice.My phone buzzed seconds later.Ethan: Morning.Me: Unfortunately.Ethan: You say that every morning.Me: Because mornings keep happening.Ethan: Tragic.Then another message appeared.Ethan: You left your hair
The apartment next door Something different
The first thing I noticed when I stepped outside the next morning was Ethan.The second thing I noticed was that he was already looking at me.He leaned against the wall beside his door with a cup of coffee in one hand, like standing there at exactly the same time I left my apartment was completely normal.I stopped.He smiled. “Morning.”I narrowed my eyes. “Why are you standing there?”His eyebrows lifted. “Outside my own apartment?”“You know what I mean.”“I really don’t.”“Ethan.”I adjusted the strap of my bag. “Were you waiting for me?”“No.”The answer came too quickly.I stared at him.He sighed. “Maybe.”A smile tried to escape, but I refused to give him the satisfaction.“That’s weird.”“You’re smiling.”“I’m not.”“You are.”I walked past him, and he followed me.“I have class.”“So do I.”“Your class is in the opposite direction.”He glanced ahead like the hallway had suddenly become fascinating.“I can take the long way.”I laughed before I could stop myself.“There,” he
The apartment next door Something different
Something DifferentThe first thing I noticed when I stepped outside the next morning was Ethan.The second thing I noticed was that he was already looking at me.He leaned against the wall beside his door with a cup of coffee in one hand, like standing there at exactly the same time I left my apartment was completely normal.I stopped.He smiled. “Morning.”I narrowed my eyes. “Why are you standing there?”His eyebrows lifted. “Outside my own apartment?”“You know what I mean.”“I really don’t.”“Ethan.”I adjusted the strap of my bag. “Were you waiting for me?”“No.”The answer came too quickly.I stared at him.He sighed. “Maybe.”A smile tried to escape, but I refused to give him the satisfaction.“That’s weird.”“You’re smiling.”“I’m not.”“You are.”I walked past him, and he followed me.“I have class.”“So do I.”“Your class is in the opposite direction.”He glanced ahead like the hallway had suddenly become fascinating.“I can take the long way.”I laughed before I could stop
The apartment next door His side of the story
Ethan stopped a few feet away from us. For one long second, nobody said anything. Mia stood beside me with her arms crossed, looking completely calm, which somehow made everything worse. Ethan looked at her first. Then at me. His expression changed. “What are you doing here?” Mia gave him a small smile. “Nice to see you too.” “I’m serious.” “I can tell.” His jaw tightened. I looked between them. Whatever tension existed between Ethan and Mia had always felt strange, but now it was impossible to ignore. Especially after what she had just told me. Ethan looked at me again. “How long have you been standing here?” “Long enough.” His eyes moved back to Mia. “Mia.” “What?” “What did you say?” She shrugged. “I told her I’m leaving next week.” “That’s not what I meant.” “I know.” Something passed between them. A warning. An entire conversation without words. I hated it. “Can you both stop doing that?” They looked at me. “This thing where you keep staring at each
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