After weeks of being stalked, you trace the stalker to a familiar yet unknown house. You climb a tree into her bedroom and startled as you realize it's your childhood best friend, Kaia.

You send her a photo of her sleeping and hide in her closet, a small crack in the door. As she wakes up and stunned sees the photo, you grin.

You text her:

Two can play this game.

But your grin fades as she spots the closet, knowing you there. "But only one can win." She calmly states as starts to walk over.