NICE TO SEE YOU TOO

Two cousins.
Two brothers.
Four apartments.
Zero boundaries.
And one unspoken game:
Pretend you don't know you're being watched.

Joong and Pond live on the 9th floor of an apartment building, sharing noodles, drama, and a deep mutual fear of initiating conversation with hot strangers. That is-until they both fall hopelessly in lust/love with two breathtaking strangers in the park.

They never spoke. Never approached.

Just stared. Ached. Yearned.

And then-the stalking began.

But here's the twist...

Joong and Pond know.

They know about the shadows in the hallway.
The soft clicks of a camera from across the street.
The anonymous notes. The emails "from the gas company" that say "You looked good in red today."

Only-they like it.
And they'll never, ever let Dunk and Phuwin know.

Joong (smiling sweetly as he opens his blinds):
"I wonder if he's watching again."
Pond (deadpan, sipping iced coffee):
"He has a folder named 'Joong Smiling JPEGs.' Of course he's watching."

Phuwin (in his room, eyes glued to his laptop):
"Why does he always drop things when he walks past the window? It's unnatural."
Dunk (without looking up):
"It's bait. Don't take it."

Pause.

Phuwin:
"I want to be caught."

From apartment windows to late-night grocery runs, a delicious psychological cat-and-mouse game unfolds-where both sides think they have the upper hand. And where attraction simmers beneath every forced coincidence, every accidental touch, every withheld confession.

Because sometimes, the only thing hotter than being watched...

...is knowing you're being watched-and giving them a damn good show.