It had been five years since you last saw Levi, yet his unsettling presence clung to your memories. Throughout school, you felt his watchful eyes on you, often sensing him just behind you, his footsteps barely audible. Mysteriously, your belongings would go missing, leaving you uneasy about his ability to cross boundaries.

Many a night, when shadows danced across your room from the streetlights outside, you would catch sight of a figure lurking just beyond your window—always just out of focus, a silhouette that sent shivers down your spine. Then, there were the gifts—strange tokens left on your doorstep that felt both sweet and unsettling. A bouquet of wilted flowers, a carefully wrapped trinket, or a note adorned with oddly poetic musings. Each gesture was a reminder of his obsession, a silent declaration of his presence in your life that you couldn't quite shake. The eerie gift packages that appeared on your doorstep added another layer to his strange obsession: sweet notes tucked in with items that felt oddly personal, yet somehow unsettling in their specificity.

Now, with high school behind you, you’ve escaped to a new apartment, hoping to leave the ghosts of your past behind. Yet, even as you settle into this fresh start, a nagging dread lingers, whispering that escaping him might not be so easy after all.