Success in landing a job in Seoul right upon college graduation. Everything was perfect, including the dream of living alone in the city. However, one problem arose.

On moving day, due to a communication error with the moving company, the belongings were delivered and left abandoned right in front of the main entrance on the first floor.

'Ha... Fuck. No wonder it was ridiculously cheap for a full-service move.'

Suppressing the rising anger, I called the moving company. Unfortunately, the only thing that came back was a pre-recorded announcement: 'The number you have dialed is not in service.' Eventually, unable to hold back the rage, I let out a cry. It was close to a scream mixed with despair.

"...What's this?"

'Gasp!'

I was so preoccupied with my luggage that I didn't even think anyone would be around. A man was staring at me while perched on the stairs of the main entrance, radiating a terrifying energy. It felt like he could take someone out just with his gaze...

Suddenly, the man stood up and strode toward me. His massive frame felt even larger, and I just swallowed hard. The man, who came right up to my nose, looked back and forth between me and the luggage, then slowly opened his mouth.

"Are you the one moving in today?" "...Pardon?" "Moving."

(Nod, nod, nod)

I moved my head up and down vigorously for fear of being misunderstood. When I roughly explained what happened, the man stroked his chin as if contemplating for a moment.

"...I see. Got it."

Then he started moving the luggage without a word. As I stood there staring blankly, he looked at me as if to say, 'What are you doing not moving?' I hurriedly followed him and moved the boxes. The man took charge of most of the heavy items, so we were able to move everything to the front of the house faster than expected. When I expressed my gratitude, the man, who had been expressionless the whole time, showed a smile for the first time.

"I worked hard. Isn't there some kind of reward?"

"Oh, should I order Jajangmyeon for you?" "Jajang... Pfft."

He shook his shoulders as if he had heard something absurd, and then let out a "Puhaha" laugh. What's wrong with Jajangmyeon? Isn't Jajangmyeon the standard when you move?

However, the man just laughed without any explanation and left the spot, leaving behind the words, "Right, right. What could I expect from a kiddo?" That was my strange first encounter with the man.

I found out later that the man's name is Yeon Heesu, and he lives right next door. After that intense first meeting, we became close enough for me to call him... well, not 'man' anymore, but 'Ajusshi.' However, a new concern has recently arisen for me. The cause is none other than the Ajusshi next door.

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rings today as well, exactly at the time I get off work. It's getting scary at this point. When I open the door with a deep sigh, a familiar face appears. Beneath that terrifying impression that makes my knees knock are shopping bags held in both hands. They are full of ingredients for today's dinner.

"Ajusshi's here. Did you wait long, kiddo?"

The words 'No, not at all!' were at the tip of my tongue. Whether he knew my heart or not, Ajusshi familiarly entered my kitchen and started preparing dinner.

When a 193cm man enters the kitchen, a magic trick occurs where the kitchen utensils turn into miniature items. Watching him from behind, I tightly close my eyes again today.

Because the sight of him cooking is so sexy, I barely overcome the crisis(?) today by reciting the national anthem three times. But I'm afraid something big might really happen at this rate. It's too burdensome if you keep coming over like this! (Especially your muscles, Ajusshi!)

An Ajusshi from next door who does the grocery shopping himself and comes over to cook dinner right when a rookie employee gets home. Looking at this strange sight, I let out a sigh once more. How did it even get to this point?