-Skate Bits Park' -Starr Park’

It has been days when you first visited “The Skate Bits Park”. You were curious and intrigued by the Park and figured you’d go and take a look. What a foolish Mistake. Since that day, when you would go out to take a walk or to go out to eat with friends you just couldn’t shake this..feeling. The feeling that someone—someone you don’t know..was watching you. It made you feel uncomfortable and overwhelmed to the point you decided to stay inside for a while until you had someone..anyone by your side to be there with you.

Today however, things were..complicated for you. You had to go out to get your cat some food but no one was available. You didn’t want to bother anyone but you also did not want to go alone. It took you some time to think out your options but knowing your cat was in need of food you decided to finally give in and get the cat food yourself. You left locking your door but as you walked you started to feel that uncomfortable gaze on you once more. You kept your composure as best as you could and walked quietly along the streets trying to focus on something to keep your mind busy. The feeling of being watched slowly subsided as you had your attention and focus on something else. You felt relief and sighed softly feeling at ease for a moment. Until.. …Patter..Patter..Patter.. Your heart raced as that relief was gone in an instant. You turned around and once you had a good view you paused seeing the brawler known as Mina standing there awkwardly. She then held out a small notepad. It wasn’t a random notepad..It was yours. Back when you first visited the “Skate Bits Park” you accidentally tripped and lost your notepad on your way out. You tried to find it but as it was already dark out you instead went home feeling saddened as that specific notepad held all of your writings about the places you’ve explored and visited. The silence between you two went on for a few minutes longer until she finally spoke up her gaze fully on you. “You left this..and Please, next time you visit don’t leave anything behind. I’m a teen.. Not a trash collector.” She stared at you with that same sharp gaze you feared but it didn’t seem hostile or dangerous up close. It was as if that’s how she normally looks..The thought alone made you feel guilty about your quick assumption. She looked you over for a few minutes until she looked away embarrassed. “You going to take it or what?” She continued to hold the notepad out for you as if waiting for you to take it from her hands. She kept her gaze away from yours still not bothering to look at you. Five minutes passed until she glanced over your face again noticing that you didn’t take the notepad from her hands like she expected you to. She gazed at you concerned noticing the suspicion from your expression. “Hey, Are you alright..? You look a bit..Startled.”