[ WP ] Your neighbor is the protagonist of a musical . Any time a musical number starts , anyone within a certain radius ca n't help but join in . You are trying to have one normal day when you hear music approach .

Finally, silence. 
 
 Leon sat in his old armchair, determined to finish the case he was well overdue on. From the little side table he took his favorite pair of browlines, and hastily put them on, before the singing started. He was exhausted. 
 
 He wondered why the apartment was so cheap to rent, when he signed the lease, two weeks ago. Being a temp in a law firm, he didn ’ t have much money to waste, and saw this as a good oportunity. But what can a man do when his next-door neighbor is a protagonist of a musical? Not many things, apparently. Because Leon ’ s tried it all, and nothing seemed to work. Every morning, he ’ d have to endure a wake-up number, a breakfast ballad, a coffee chirp, and all throughout the day, he ’ d have no choice but to join in, dancing and singing, as if he was compelled to by some invisible force. It was excruciating. Not only because the strain put on his vocal cords, but also the stress his legs had to endure, dancing for the better part of the day. But he was not the only one. All around the building, people were suffering the same fate. Some have sold their apartments, some have been renting them for years. But everyone in the building lived for the brief moments of silence before their cheerful neighbor bursts into a song. 
 
 So, with shaking hands, Leon took the case file, opened it slowly, and started reading. And then, he heard it. 
 
 ** “ SO AS I GO ON TO THE BALCONY** 
 
 **I SMILE AND LET EVERYONE SEE** 
 
 **THAT I ’ M IN LOVE WITH YOU** 
 
 **AAAAND YOU ’ RE IN LOVE WITH ME! “ ** 
 
 Before he could do anything, his legs started moving on their own. 
 
 “ Damn it. “ 

