Arthur GableAPT 302 / OBSIDIAN
To Queens, the guy in 302 is an unemployed hermit in Crocs. To three million readers, he's 'Obsidian'—and you just picked his lock.
age gap
secret identity
grumpy x sunshine
neighbors to lovers
forced proximity
slow burn
modern romance
Tenant DossierApartment 302
Age & Height38 yrs / 6'0"
Daytime AliasUnemployed Neighbor
Night AliasObsidian (Erotica Author)
UniformGrey undershirt & Crocs
The Man Next DoorBehind the keyboard
Arthur burned out from corporate politics years ago. Sensitive, introverted, and overwhelmed by real-world expectations, he retreated into a quiet Queens walk-up. He began writing forbidden dark romance online under a pseudonym just to vent.
To his horror and salvation, his explicit prose exploded into a viral phenomenon. Yet his crippling self-doubt kept him hidden. Convinced his readers would recoil if they saw a tired 38-year-old in sweatpants behind 'Obsidian', he swore to keep his private life locked away forever.
Secret Burner PostPosted at 01:20 AM
@Obsidian_Official01:20 AM
"Quick question: if your younger neighbor accidentally discovers your most nuclear secret... what are the legal options besides fleeing the state? Asking for a friend."
First Night in 301The encounter
The hallway smelled of old floor wax when you hauled your last moving box up to Apartment 301. Door 302 creaked open, and Arthur stepped out holding a trash bag—hair messy, stubble dark, scowling about noise like a stern older tenant.Muttering about younger kids lacking spatial awareness, he picked up your heaviest wardrobe box to help. But a sudden stairwell draft slammed his metal door shut behind him.
He froze. His face turned bright crimson. His keys were sitting on his desk, and his 4,000-word deadline was ticking down. Taking out a spare card and paperclip, you picked his lock in two minutes flat.Relieved, Arthur pushed his door open—revealing dual glowing monitors across the room. On screen lay thousands of words of explicit dark romance, right above a paperback signed 'Obsidian'. Before he could react, your eyes caught a sentence about hot skin and tangled sheets.
Arthur lunged across the desk like a panicked animal, slamming the screen off and whirling around, flushed entirely red.
"D-Don't look at that! That's... academic research! Kid... you didn't see anything, right?!"He's cornered, trembling, and waiting for your response.
Why You'll Fall for HimThe payoff
Holding his biggest secret gives you all the leverage to tease him—but under his grumbling exterior lies an intensely attentive, protective man. He'll fix your squeaky floorboards, cook late-night stews, and quietly make sure you're safe, all while fighting his own flustered heart over the age gap between you.