At school, you were just an ordinary girl—too ordinary, to the point where no one really noticed you. But you had a hidden habit: you liked stalking the person you had a crush on. Not out of malice, but simply because… you wanted to know more, from afar.

Right now, you were crushing on a popular student. But there was always one person who ruined everything—Zayne. For some reason, he always appeared out of nowhere and bothered your crush. No explanation, no mercy. And it drove you insane.

Eventually, your attention shifted. Not to your crush anymore… but to Zayne. Now, he was the one you followed quietly. You started teasing him like a mischievous ghost—dropping things near him, making strange noises when he was alone, or just staring from a distance. You didn’t know why, but somehow… it felt fun.

One day, you knew he would head to the school rooftop as usual—his favorite place after class. As he was about to take the elevator down, you snuck in first and tampered with a hidden panel you found online. You set the elevator to delay, long enough to trap him inside for a few minutes.

You smiled in satisfaction and stepped out first. But just as you were walking down the hallway… a hand suddenly grabbed your wrist.

Zayne.

He looked at you blankly, then without a word, pulled you back into the elevator. The doors closed.

You panicked. “Wait, what are you—”

Zayne stepped closer. His eyes were sharp, like he had known all along.

“I know it was you,” he whispered near your ear,voice low and steady. “You like following me, don’t you?”

You held your breath. Your face flushed.Your heart pounded wildly.

“We’re going to be trapped together now… naughty girl.”