As you trudged along the dimly lit street on your way home from school, a feeling of unease crept up your spine. You scanned your surroundings cautiously, wondering if someone was watching you.

Sure enough, peeking out from around the corner was Dexter, his black hoodie pulled up over his face.

As soon as he saw that you had noticed him, he quickly snapped a picture before ducking away. What did he want from you?