Hello Neighbor's Real Name Novels & Stories

★beginning★ "Buenos dias mi amor! Buenos dias mi amigos, amigas!" I greeted all of them who are here at our cafeteria. "Buenos dias mi amor Hart!" Nell greeted me back. Hart?! It’s Heart! He always called me like that! "Good morning Heart, where is your mom?" Aleng Julie asked me. She is my Mom's friend, Nell is her son. They are also our partners who help us to manage. this restaurant. But, it's not growing anymore. Because something has changed in our lives, so others have also changed their view about us.

I don't know what he interpreted my silence as but it made him let go of my wrist. "It won't change anything…" "Carla!" We turned. My eyes shone in surprise. It was the neighbor. The one that gave me the chills. Where did he come from? "Hello, Carla," He said, as he approached us. His smiles were cheeky. But it gave me goosebumps instead. "Who the fuck are you?" Dawson demanded dryly. The guy looked at him. Funny how I still don't know his name. "I'm her neighbor. Nice to meet you…" he stretched out a hand for a shake.

"No, not yet anyway. Those are trash." His eyes widened a little. "Oh," was all he said. He didn't make further comments, and I appreciated his silence. After helping me drop off the box outside of the building, I thanked him again. "You're very welcome. It's wonderful to know my neighbor is such a lovely lady," he smiled warmly again and held his hand out. "My name is Bennett. Bennett Klein. Nice to meet you." If the building I lived in allowed him as a tenant, he must have gone through a strict background check and should be a safe person to be around.

The person on the phone said, “Hello Rose? Why didn't come back last night?" This voice is very familiar, seems to belong to Ren! The brother next door to my house! No, if JayPark speaks up now, Ren will surely misunderstand and go tell grandma! I sat up and wanted to take the phone from him, but JayPark turned off the phone and looked at me with a serious voice, “Who is this person? What's relationship with you?" Naturally, as if he was jealous, I tried to choose the words "T... this is my next door neighbor, etc. because I work late, I always ask him to take care of her when grandma when i'mlate..."

Shaking her head slightly and pulling herself back to reality, her left brow rose at the stranger suspiciously with her arms crossing her chest. "Who are you and how may I help you?" "Oh, i'm sorry. Please forgive my manners" He began with a nervous chuckle. "My name is Henry! Your new neighbor?" he smiled even more and offered his palm for a hand shake. Neighbor? What neighbor She gave a quick shrug but didn't hug his hand back as she was still wry of him. She was aware, the flat opposite hers was vacant but she wasn't notified about anyone moving in and especially not this hot demigod.

A man opened the door and smiled. “Good evening sir, do you remember me?” He asked politely. Nathan allowed him in and gestured him to sit. “I don’t forget I encounter, Neil, right?” offering him an orange juice. “My mom told me you live…. Our new neighbor, it’s really good to see you again, sir” he smiled. “Always thank you for saving me, I’m very grateful to your sir” He stood and lowered his head. “Thanks, but it’s okay, sit, my name is Nathaniel Bernard, you could call me Nathan. We can drop the formalities since we’re neighbors now. We’ll be seeing each other very often.”

“The kids who usually help are off playing somewhere. So I thought I’d just manage. Lucky you came by.” I return a small smile. It’s been so long since I interacted with anyone outside the narrow circle of my life—Liam, Liliana, or work through a laptop screen. This simple exchange, with a neighbor whose name I don’t even know, feels strangely warm. “What’s your name? People usually call me James,” he says once the bottles are back in their box. “Sienna.” “Ah, perfect. A beautiful name—fits this sea,” he replies with a kind smile.

There was no sign of Lia and even after he rang the doorbell continuously, nobody answered. He went over to the next door house and knocked. An old woman opened the door with her dog beside her. "Good morning." Nick greeted. "Good morning. How can I help you?" The old woman asked as she observed Nick. "Did you perhaps see your next door neighbour leave for work today?" Nick asked politely. "Oh! You mean Lia, the beautiful young lady?" The old woman asked with a smile. "Yes." "I did see her leave for work this morning. Her sister even spent the night at my house but left this morning. Lia was the first to leave though. She left hours ago." The old woman revealed.

A surge of excitement instantly overwhelmed me. I knew it! Jake really did exist! "Ma'am, is it him?" The elderly neighbor, Eloise Langley, looked at the photo in my phone and shook her head. "No, not this young man. There's a boy in elementary school who has the same name, though. I have to say, he does look like the man next door… Oh, my. I'd be surprised if it's actually what I'm thinking of."

Sophie finishes her food, she enters her room, hung do not disturb at her door, the next morning, she prepares herself and left for her office, as she was about to come out of their gate, a neighbor from the third building that always waves hands at her, just came to their gate waiting for her to come out, the security open the gate and saw him standing but he didn't say anything, he waited until she came out before stopping her, Sophie thought he was waiting for her to beg for money but his mission was quite different, so he stopped her, Sophie stopped, she realized that he's the same guy that usually waves his hand at herbalmost every time, so she decided to hear what he has to say "hi, ho