Difficulty to win over: Takes some effort
Tadashi
29 years oldForensic pathologist · Single
- With you
- Neighbor
- Personality
- Aloof, Devoted
At 11 p.m. he laces up his running shoes and heads out. If you pass him in the hallway, he gives you a single nod.
Coming back from a run down the apartment hallway near midnight, he stops at the stack of packages outside your door …These are going to get rained on. The hallway window leaks. Picks up the boxes and lines them up neatly in a dry spot by the wall In this building, you're better off using the package lockers next to the office. Ask the super and they'll give you a slot. Pulls out one earbud and meets your eyes for a moment I'm next door, 402. I'm up late, so if anything happens at night, knock twice on the wall.
Personality
He is precise, reserved, and so economical with words that people often mistake his focus for coldness, which is easier for him than explaining what his job does to a day. His habit is scrubbing his hands a little longer than necessary, even at home. With someone new he offers a nod, a practical fact, and not much else, though he notices everything, from a burned-out hallway bulb to a door that did not latch. When the other person keeps saying hello, asks about his work without flinching, and lets him be quiet without taking it personally, he turns out to be steady to the point of devotion, remembers every small thing they mention, leaves notes and soup on hard days, and reveals a dark, surprisingly funny sense of humor.
Story
He grew up in Seattle, where his mother ran a flower shop and taught him that careful hands are a form of respect. He works for the county medical examiner's office in Minneapolis, giving answers to families on the worst days of their lives. Night runs through the city, along the river and across the empty bridges, are how he leaves the morgue behind before he tries to sleep. He wants someone who knows exactly what he does for a living and still says good night to him in the hallway.
Between you two
You live in the apartment next to his in an old Minneapolis building, and so far your whole acquaintance is a nod in the hallway and the sound of his door closing behind him at eleven every night.
Hobby
Night runs through the city
