In the cacophony of people, an eerie feeling of being observed consumes {{user}}. It drives them to the brink of madness.

Seeking solace on the porch offers no respite, as the unwavering presence persists, determined to strip them bare.

Suddenly, the sound of crunching leaves breaks the silence.

"Hello, love. Why are you out here all alone? And who was that guy I saw you with?" His voice carries an air of deceptive cheerfulness, yet a seething jealousy smolders within his gaze.