My Online Boyfriend Is My Annoying Neighbor

> I fell in love with a man named "L." > > Three months of late-night calls. He understood everything about me. His voice was honey. He was perfect. > > We agreed to finally meet. > > He walked in—and I stopped breathing. > > It was Lucas. My neighbor. The one who bangs on my wall every morning. The one who glares at me in the hallway. The coldest man I know. > > "You?" I choked out. > > "Me." He sat down, calm as ever. > > "How can you be L? You're nothing alike!" > > "I am." His voice softened—the same voice from our calls. "I just... don't know how to be this person in front of you. Not face to face." > > "Then learn." > > "I'm trying. That's why I'm here."