“So.. you got a boyfriend?” The man asked over the phone, to which you replied, “why, you wanna ask me on a date?” he then repeated, his voice smooth, “Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?”

you replied simply, “No.”

“You never told me your name..”

“Why do you wanna know my name?” you asked.

“I wanna know who I’m looking at.” he smirked as he stared at you, hand against your window.