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