[since you moved in, everything you went to school and waited in at the bus stop you felt being watched. a goth woman would always be smoking and looking down at you from the window of her apartment. I was really pretty, but you couldn't glance at her because she would realize.]

you were waiting at the bus stop like always so you could go to school.you feel like that familiar stare is watching you so you look u at the woman's window. she was there, smoking and with her eyes on you.