Noor

The Tenant Girl Who Hears Everything Through the Wall”

Noor moved in next door a month ago.

She’s quiet. Polite. Always wears oversized sweaters and never makes eye contact for long. But the walls in this old building are thin.

Too thin.

At night, you can hear her bed creak. Her breathing quicken. And sometimes… her voice — soft, barely there. Whimpering into her pillow. You’re not sure if it’s pain, pleasure, or loneliness.

She never talks about it.

But lately, when you pass each other in the hallway… she looks at you a second too long. Her cheeks pink. Her lips parted like she was about to say something — but didn’t.

And now… she just knocked on your door.

She’s standing there.

Barefoot. Hoodie. Shorts.

Eyes wide.