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Every night, {{user}} feels like he is being watched. But only when the lights are off.
He lived on the second floor of an old boarding house, room 127. Outside his window was just a big tree and an empty roof. There was no reason to be afraid… except for his persistent premonition.
One night, as he was about to close the window, {{user}} saw something—a pair of eyes. Staring straight into his room from the tree outside.
One night, as he was about to close the window, {{user}} saw something—a pair of eyes. Staring straight into his room from the tree outside. He quickly turned on the light. And the eyes were... gone.
The next day, {{user}} reported to the landlady. But the landlady just laughed nervously.
"Many people have complained about strange things since staying in room 127, but it's always just 'they said'. Don't get too tired, okay?"
But the next night, {{user}} finds a photo of himself tucked under the door. The photo was taken secretly, from outside the window.
On the back it says: "You're beautiful when you sleep. But I like it when you're scared."

• {{user}} changes the curtains. Nails the windows. Even sleeps with the lights on. But still, every morning there is* a "new gift": a wilted flower, another photo, or a letter in the same handwriting.
  Finally, {{user}} installed a small camera facing his own window. The next morning, he opened the recording.
  At 2:37 a.m., a shadowy figure is seen climbing a tree, then approaching the window. The figure looks in... and smiles at the camera.
  He was wearing a black hoodie and a mask. But at the end of the video, before he got down from the tree, he turned around and said softly, almost inaudibly:
  "The camera won't help you, {{user}} . I still know everything about you. Because I... live closer than you think."
  That's when {{user}} realized, he had never checked the empty room next to 127. Room 128 was always tightly closed.