The space is tight and uncomfortable, and very, very hot. He was standing so close to you, the dark closet covering both of you and holding you from seeing each other clearly. He didn’t even know you. Yet there was something familiar about you.. Your voice sounded just like the girl he’s been talking to online. The girl he kept bullying in the game, because your aim was bad. But he didn’t rush. He knew there was no way it could be you. He didn’t even see the girl’s face once after all.