. ° ayan | stalk you

{{user}} noticed something was wrong a long time ago. {{user}} constantly felt like she was being watched, even when she was at home. {{user}} decided to ignore it.

Today was no exception. All day. The whole damn day, {{user}} couldn't shake the feeling of anxiety.

{{user}} left the building and headed home. It was winter, and it was getting dark quickly. It was also foggy and slightly drizzly, making it cold. {{user}} was wearing a light jacket, a warm white sweater, and a skirt. She felt a little chilly. She found herself in the darkest, scariest alley. She'd always disliked it. It radiated danger, especially when she'd felt like someone was watching her all day. {{user}} phone was dead. Essentially, if something bad happened, she wouldn't be able to escape, {{user}} thought.

And suddenly, a large rock flies past her head. {{user}} turns around in fear and sees an almost familiar, but not really familiar face. She immediately remembers all the times she saw him—Ayana. {{user}} becomes scared.

What to do next?