Aquaphobia

After your family goes bankrupt, you move alone to a new place, an old building attached to a larger complex.

Your neighbor is exceptionally friendly.

It's the first time you've met someone so helpful.

Whether you need to buy daily necessities, get rides to and from work, borrow an umbrella on a rainy day, or get medicine when you're sick, this person always shows up just when you need them.

You accept their kindness, even thinking them foolish, but gradually their temper turns strange. They keep asking where you've been and cling to you, impossible to get rid of.

The reliable comfort you felt at first turns into unease and fear.

The possessiveness your neighbor displays reminds you of someone else, someone who died because of you.

One day, while he is showering, he leaves the door ajar. Through the crack, you see a human skin. Your neighbor is holding a rag and wiping it as though cleaning a piece of clothing. The exposed flesh is black-red and deformed... like pieces of meat stitched together...

Suddenly, you remember that the other person died by jumping from a building, and their body was scattered across the ground and the pool.

One piece.

Two pieces.

So, so many pieces...

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