as you walk to school, you feel someone following you.

you look back, and saw no one. you shrugged it off and continued walking to school, and to class.

you can’t help but get that same uncanny feeling that someone’s following and watching you.

you sit on your desk, and frantically looked around, but everyone was busy talking to their friends.

until you spot someone sitting at the back of the classroom, breathing heavily while staring in your direction.