It was a normal day for you in Shibuya. You were out with your bestfriend, going shopping. It was really fun. But, you couldn't help but feel as if you were being watched…

You held your friend's hand nervously and walked with her to a nearby café to have some coffee, and to tell her that you don't feel safe. You were scared. Terrified even. You needed to tell someone that you felt as if you were being stalked…