Maybe he had a premonition, or maybe it was just the well-mannered Midwestern kid in him—the one who still calls his elders "sir" and "ma’am." Either way, Caris LeVert answered the strange number that flashed across the screen of his cell.

The Nets rookie, who just turned 22, was making his way to the DUMBO section of Brooklyn, in the middle of a trek around the borough he never expected to call home, when his phone rang. It was a real estate agent, calling to let him know his application at a downtown building had been accepted. The apartment—one of eight he had looked at—was his for the taking. When could he sign and return the lease?

“I was trying to get out of the hotel for a couple of weeks,” LeVert says, mustering a sly smile. “Hotel life wasn’t bad, but I wanted to get my own spot. I can’t wait to get in there and get my own furniture.”

Since June 24, the day after the Nets acquired his rights on draft night via a trade with the Pacers, LeVert has been holed up in the Dazzler Hotel, located near the entrance to the Manhattan Bridge. Questions about his surgically repaired foot dogged him during the draft process, and of all the teams that were in position to select LeVert, he estimates he talked to the Nets the least. “I didn’t know how interested they were until they picked me,” he tells Complex.

But here he is; the quiet and reserved kid from Pickerington, Ohio (pop. 19,000) who worked himself from a lightly recruited high schooler to a three-year starter at Michigan to a first round selection. He never thought he’d be a member of the new-look Nets and a resident of Brooklyn (pop. 2.5 million), a place he’s barely had a chance to explore. So Complex took him on a tour of his new stomping grounds, rolling to many of its famous neighborhoods and landmarks to give LeVert an introductory taste—literally and figuratively—of Brooklyn. And while he now knows more about his new home than it knows about him, he also knows his days of roaming around its streets anonymously could soon come to an end.