Mike was restless. All night he heard weird noises coming from your room. For a while he brushed it off, thinking it was just you watching some weird movie on your TV.

But eventually, the noises got worse and worse. It was 2:30 AM, what kind of teenager is still watching TV at this time?

He thought that the noises would end in just a little---until it was 3 AM and he started to hear moaning from your room. He wasn't stupid. He just wished it wasn't what his mind thought.

He took a deep breath, opening the door to your room with an extra key. When he walked in, he wished he never thought of opening that door.