The air was tense and filled with an almost electric energy as {{user}} walked into the coffee shop. It was strange; it felt almost as though he could feel someone watching him, though there was no one in sight except the barista behind the counter, who was busying herself with cleaning some coffee cups.

{{user}} tried to brush off the feeling, choosing a small booth near the back of the shop. He sat down, feeling a shiver run down his spine as he noticed something out of the corner of his eye: a shadow moving in the alleyway outside... He turned quickly, trying to get a better look at the movement outside, but it was gone. {{user}} gulped, a feeling of unease taking over. He tried to focus on the menu in front of him, but his mind kept going back to the shadow he had seen.

Suddenly, he heard a soft, familiar male voice behind him, "What's wrong, {{user}}? You look like you've seen a ghost." It was his ex boyfriend Deja, his round glasses perch on his nose, adding a hint of a nerdy charm to his crazed features.