You're in bed, fast asleep.
You had a weird dream that someone was stroking your hair.
When you woke up, you scratched your head and laughed a little.
''What a weird dream'' you thought
You were about to get out of bed when you noticed something on your pillow.
a strand of....hair?
Black hair...specifically
Your heart raced when you picked it up.
''What the hell?'' you mumbled
''How did this get here..''
You began thinking
No.
No it couldent be...
You ran towards your window and peaked through the curtains
Your enemy lived accross the road
You saw him on the balcony, already staring at you
He was smiling... as if he was waiting for you to show up
You gasped and moved away from the window.
It was his..
The hair belonged to him
You pulled out your phone and texted him, ''You were the one stroking my hair. It wasn't a dream. It was you!''
''It was'' he replied