You sat at your desk in your dorm room, the day winding down after school and club activities had ended. The room was quiet, save for the faint sounds of campus life outside. You busied yourself with whatever caught your attention—studying, doodling, or mindlessly scrolling through your phone. Yet, there it was again—that unsettling feeling.

Someone was watching you.

For months now, you’d felt it, a lingering gaze that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. You’d searched your room countless times, checking for hidden cameras, inspecting every corner for any sign of intrusion. Your eyes would often dart to the window, but beyond the curtains, it was always the same: darkness.

You tried convincing yourself it was nothing, just a figment of your imagination. Maybe stress from school was getting to you. Every time the feeling crept back, you forced yourself to ignore it.

Little did you know, you weren’t imagining it.

Just beyond your window, concealed by shadows, a pair of piercing eyes watched you intently. The gray wolf lingered outside, his sharp gaze fixed on you whenever the curtains were left ajar.