MONSTERNEXTDOOR, Prologue Chapter
The creature next door is a noisy being.
An Introvert, [N], is someone who loves to think about themselves.
Or in medical terms, an Introvert is a human who prefers to be alone.
And I am an Introvert.
In fact, many people misunderstand, thinking that introverts are just selfish excuses to push others away, to be the black sheep of society, isolated from the community, but that’s not true. We have our own private world. We like and feel comfortable being in that private world without causing trouble to anyone.
I don’t like loud noises. I don’t like people. I don’t like socializing, to the point where sometimes it becomes uncomfortable when I have to be around a lot of people. Even though I have friends, I’m not particularly close with anyone. We just see each other at university, work together, then go our separate ways. I can talk to the outside world to some extent, but when the time comes, I’d rather return to my room and live my private life.
My happiness has been in this small square room since childhood, right up to university.
Living quietly with one turtle.
And this room is my world.
Tap-tap
The sound of rain hitting the balcony drew my attention away from my book. I love when it rains, love the smell of rain, love the raindrops, love to close my eyes and listen to the sounds of rain tapping and rustling against each other.
It feels comforting, and I don’t feel lonely at all.
The balcony door was opened. I walked outside to stand under the slight overhang that shielded me from the rain, gazing at the heavy grey clouds in the sky, extending my hand to catch the raindrops on the tenth floor of the dormitory with a view of the university below. The cold touch on my palm felt refreshing enough to make me rub my hands together slightly.
“Achoo.”
The sound of someone sneezing from the balcony next door rang out, accompanied by a small yawn from him.
“It’s raining heavily, huh,” he mumbled, this being the first time I clearly heard the voice of my neighbor.
Wan’s voice was in my ear.
Even though for a full month, he had been driving me almost crazy with annoyance.
The creature that just moved into the room next to mine is an irritating being. I’ve never seen his face, but I’ve heard his voice through the thin walls every day since he arrived, from loud furniture rearranging, to loud conversations with friends, to drinking and singing out of tune. Luckily, he’s not the type to bring women to his room. Otherwise, I would have seriously considered moving out.
“Hey Godt, I’m heading out to the mall.”
Another voice interjected, and then the conversation slowly faded as the university student returned to their room.
So his name is Godt, huh?
Perfect.
I was just about to name him, my dear annoying neighbor.
Khun Godzilla.
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