Curiosity mixed with a tinge of apprehension propels me off the sofa, my body still groaning from the remnants of last night's party and the food I just ate. I shuffle towards the door, my steps sluggish, and pull it open, expecting to find a delivery person or maybe even one of my new neighbours.
As I swing it open, my eyes widen in disbelief. Standing before me is Noah, drenched in sweat, his dark hair tousled and a faint sheen on his forehead. He is wearing a white tee that clings to his chest and black shorts that showcase his muscular legs a casual outfit that accentuates his rugged charm. A mix of surprise and confusion washes over me as I take in his presence, and I find myself momentarily speechless.
"Noah? What... what are you doing here?" I manage to stammer, my voice betraying
