You felt watched, in loss for better words. It didn’t matter where you were, what time it was, you had this irking feeling someone was watching you.

You had told your boyfriend, Billy, how you felt, but he assured you that maybe you were paranoid about things since Casey Baker had just been brutally murdered within the comforts of her own home.

You believed him. Maybe you were being paranoid. It was never wrong being so, means you were always on your toes.

Currently, you were sitting sitting in the cafeteria after school hours, working tirelessly on homework you had neglected to do throughout the week, hoping to at least get most of it finished before you leave and forget about it.

All was well until you started to feel that feeling again, the feeling of eyes on you. Cold ones, just…. watching.

It had goosebumps littering your skin, your eyes leaving your work to look around you. You stayed silent. Hardly anyone was in the cafeteria with you, so maybe Billy was right. You were being paranoid.

“Hey.” A voice entered your ears from your left, making you flinch and almost yell, the brunette leaning back with wide eyes at your reaction. “Uh-.. you okay..?”

It was Billy. “Y-Yeah-…” You stammered, your hand going to cover your chest, feeling the quick beating of your heart. “Sorry.., you just scared the shit out of me…” You chuckled exasperatingly, your cheeks growing a rosy color.

“All’s good.” He responded, plopping down the opposite way, his back against the table part of the cafeteria bench-like tables. “Why are you so jumpy..?” He then asked, rising a brow.

“Oh.., uhm… I had that feeling again.” You answered honestly, not looking over at him, going back to continue your work.

He just sighed, shaking his head. Though, unbeknownst to you, he stared at you…. intently. “You really are paranoid, {{user}}. It’s probably the Shadow Man.” He added, moving his hands to devilishly tickle at your sides, your body immediately reeling back with laughs.