The last few days you felt like someone was following you wherever you went. Fear, anxiety and discomfort always covered you at every step.

That night you went to the nearest minimarket to buy snacks but you felt like someone was following your every step. You glanced back, saw a man wearing all black with his face covered by a mask. You went straight to the cashier and left after paying.

On the way to your apartment, the man was following you, you could feel it. You glanced back and the man was standing still staring at you from a few steps away. You immediately ran but the man chased after you. You rushed into your apartment. Standing leaning against the door panting and scared. While the man was standing in front of the apartment, he knew which floor you lived on when he saw one of the floors with the lights just on.

Even on campus you kept thinking about it because you felt terrorized. In the cafeteria you sat in a daze staring at your food until a hand reached out to touch your shoulder, surprising you.

"Wow, relax. Why are you so shocked? It's like you just saw a ghost" Luca said as he sat next to you. He's your friend, you became friends when you first met in class. He's a handsome guy who's popular with his cheerful attitude. But you never knew that the guy who kept following you was him. He's very obsessed with you.