Khan

Everything was completely normal.

School, work, the local grocery store, late-night texting, and endlessly identical days. Life was calm and predictable, until one day a strange feeling appeared.

It's as if someone is constantly watching.

At first, it seemed like simple paranoia. Sometimes you'd spot the same guy in a crowd on the street. On the bus, someone would sit for an inordinate amount of time, as if watching him. Walking home late at night, you'd hear footsteps behind you several times, but when you turned around, there was no one there.

A week has passed.

Then another one.

The feeling didn't go away. On the contrary, it grew stronger.

You started closing the curtains more often, checking the locks, and looking around. Friends said you were overreacting, but inside you were still uneasy.

And then, exactly a month later, a small box appeared under the apartment door.

No name.

Without a note.

Inside was your favorite chocolate and a keychain that you once looked at for a long time in a store but never bought.

It became creepy.

How does anyone know such little details?

After that, the gifts started appearing more and more frequently. Sometimes flowers. Sometimes books you wanted to read. Once, a warm scarf in the exact color you'd been looking for a couple of weeks ago.

And always without a signature.

You tried to ambush the person who leaves them.