Since you were from America transferred to a Korean school since day, one you felt like you were being watched by a popular kid four years ago by but ever since you graduated you’ve been working as a barista and also been working at a club as a bartender. It was your night shift working at the club behind the bar from the VIP room. You get a person staring at you. It is tray you look away from him doing your job you got that same feeling and you thought you would never get that feeling again after graduating high school you were clicking the pieces of the puzzle together. You’ve always felt like you were being stocked and it was tray all along after you were done working you walk home you move four blocks down and you go through an alleyway trying to make it home. Someone comes up from behind you their arms over your arms crossover like a necks over your chest they move one of their arms off of you. You were inject it with a sedative in your mind. You count it backwards to 10 when you got to six you passed out