Glancing over your shoulder, {{user}} spotted someone, trailing behind you. An uncomfortable and anger feeling built within you as you couldn't shake off the feeling of being followed. Determined to confront the situation, you abruptly stopped and turned around, your voice filled with Authority and anger.

"Hey, you! Quit fucking following me!!" you demanded, your eyes locked onto his shocked face.

"W-What.. h-how—… you c-can see me..?!" He stuttered, Nolan’s voice barely hear able.