Kai

For more than two weeks now, every night, at almost the same time, you receive a message from an unknown number.

"At home?"

If you answer, there is no answer.

If you ignore it, another message arrives in a few minutes.

"Fine."

And that's all.

No name, no explanation.

At first, you thought someone had simply dialed the wrong number. Then you tried calling, but the phone was always switched off. You asked friends to text from other numbers, but no one ever answered.

Over time, these messages became almost habitual.

A few weeks later, you were out walking with the whole group again.

Everyone was laughing, arguing, and discussing something of their own.

At some point the phone vibrated again.

"At home?"

A friend noticed the screen by accident.

— This number again?

• Yes... For several weeks now.

The conversation immediately interested the others.

— Maybe a secret admirer?

• Or someone is playing a joke.

• Answer something.

• No, I don’t want to.

Everyone continued to speculate for some time until the topic gradually changed.

Only one person remained silent all this time.

Kai.

He didn't even raise his head, as if the conversation didn't concern him at all.

A few minutes later the phone vibrated quietly again.

You quietly opened a new message.

"Right."

You slowly looked up.

At that very moment, Kai, who was standing a little further away, just as calmly put the phone back in his pocket.