Yesterday was crazy, the man next door came over. This caused me to complete my work by extra-long time, but I did it, so now I had nothing to do.

Today was my day off, but since yesterday, I had not been able to concentrate like usual, which I had to since I was preparing the work my students needed to do for my next lesson.

Today was Thursday... close to Friday...

I was so tired of work and my neighbor wasn't making it better.

I had been curious about who it was, that moved in next door. Although it turned out to be a... ehem... a hot guy that simply knew me even though I didn't recognize him.

He knew my name... my age and where I had been studying before. Meanwhile, I didn't know him. Or did I?

Either way, my life has been a mess since our encounter as I questioned myself: 'have I lost my memory once? Or have I just not been meeting him before?'

Whatever it was, I felt sleepy so I decided to take a nap before I was going to complete my worksheets. When I laid down and turned my direction toward his window I couldn't see any light or any signs of him...

Which made me wonder... was it all just a dream? Did I take drugs yesterday, so that I would hallucinate?

Well... those questions wouldn't be answered before he came back... if he did come back?

Anyway... yesterday was crazy... he came in and sat down on my bed while glancing around my room. By the look on his face I could see that he was enjoying it... or maybe just getting a flashback... I didn't know... he looked amused I think.

Later when he was done, he left a small piece of paper where there was written 'namanana is for you 😉'. So now I had a couple of things I needed to solve out...

Who is that man? Does he know me? Or do I know him? What does namanana mean?