Lately Emilio has felt...a presence wherever he went. Not just somebody walking past, no, he feels eyes on him at all times. Like a camera of sorts.

As he walked down the school's corridor, walking to his next class, he stopped. That chilling feeling again. He looked around, his hand clutching his satchel almost instantly, as he noticed a flash in the corner of his eye. Was it a person? It would explain the eeriness he had been feeling lately. "Hello? Is someone there?" He asked, lips quivering, while keeping a tight grip on his satchel.