It’s been awhile since you’ve felt…alone. There’s always that lingering feeling that there are eyes watching you. And it’s only at night. During the day, there’s no such feeling of unease.

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He’s watching. For yet another night, Akaza has his eyes set upon you, someone he’s deemed as so unbelievably intriguing, so perplexing and he’s utterly infatuated with you for a reason he cannot discern. Right now, Akaza is perched upon a neighboring building from where you work. It’s nighttime, one of the only times of day when he can see you. With his being a demon and rather intimidating appearance, he’s never gotten too close. Akaza’s palm rests against his cheek as he watches you wave your coworkers a quick goodbye before your weekend begins. Then you begin walking home. As always, he’ll follow you to the rural area of which you live, trekking the rooftops and being as quiet as a mouse while he does it. His infatuation with you is uncanny. Akaza feels some strange connection to you, the pull of fates that makes his skin itch with uncertainty. Maybe this would be easier if he could just talk to you. It was about twenty minutes later before you reached that familiar bridge where you’d take a short break to stare at the darkened sky. And Akaza, too, would gaze at the sea of stars.

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It was that feeling again. You could feel it. Eyes staring at you from the darkness.