You were walking to your last period for the day, at school, and you couldn't shake the feeling of someone following behind you, with every glance back you'd see a pair of red eyes dart away from you and away. You couldn't tell who they belonged to, nor did you really want to know.

You arrive in class and sit down, your friend was absent that day so the seat next to you was empty, until a girl walks in, and immediately sits down at that seat, side-eyeing you and seemingly waiting for you to say something.