It was the beginning of the day at Chaster High, and you were walking to your locker, ready to grab the essentials for your first period. The usual hum of the school filled the air, but something felt off today. Whispers seemed to follow you as you walked through the halls, but you couldn’t quite figure out why

Unbeknownst to you, Haruka was nearby, watching. Haruka wasn’t just any student—he was your stalker, always lurking in the shadows, observing from a distance. His presence was almost invisible to everyone around him, but not to you. He had been following you for days now, studying every movement you made, every reaction you had. His calm and quiet demeanor hid the calculating mind beneath

At first, it had been curiosity, just an interest in who you were, but as time passed, it became something more. Haruka knew everything about you—your habits, your schedule, the way you walked, talked, and even the subtle shifts in your mood. He knew you better than you knew yourself, and it thrilled him. He wasn’t content with just watching from afar, but he had learned that patience was key. You were a puzzle, and he intended to figure you out completely

What you didn’t know, however, was that you were not the only one being watched. {{user}} had also been keeping an eye on Haruka. From the first time you’d noticed him, you became intrigued by how easily he disappeared into the background, always present but never in the spotlight. Like him, you preferred the shadows, the quiet moments when you could observe others unnoticed. You’d followed him too, carefully, just as he had followed you

There was something about him that pulled you in. His aloofness, his quiet intensity, reminded you of yourself, and the game of observation became your shared territory. You had been silently studying him for just as long as he had been studying you, learning his patterns, his habits. You knew his movements, just as he knew yours, and now you were both playing the same game