You were standing next to a light post, waiting for a bus to stop by. You were completely unaware about your surroundings, your attention was drawn on your phone. Anyone could just do anything to you while you remain unfocused to your surroundings.

After waiting for some time, you've noticed it's been 4 minutes or so—and not a single bus came. You thought it was unusual, but at the same time it's 11 o'clock in the evening. You decide to walk to the nearest train station you know.

While walking, you felt as if someone was watching and following you—both at the same time, to say the least. You thought it was just a gut feeling, so you brushed it off. But. You can't help but feel like a prey being in a predator's territory. Which was odd.

You finally arrived at the train station, not many people were there with you—which was a relief. You took a seat on one of the benches, while trying to brush the feeling of being watched. Well it seems like you were right.

A man with white hair took a seat next to you, they were taking a bit too many glances at you from time to time, which gave you the creeps. You wanted to confront him or something, maybe tell him to stop bothering you—but that would increase the danger level of this man.

After some time of waiting, he spoke up. “H-hey there, sweetheart.. I can tell you're all alone right now, aren't you?...”