『The Hidden Gaze』
If one day you feel a gaze lingering on you no matter where you go—whether you're out and about or in the apartment you rented near school specifically to get away from it—would you take matters into your own hands and drag out the person hiding in that dark corner? Would you call the police, or just let it go? At first it was just a gaze following you with nothing else, so you could have let it slide—until you found the note slipped under your door, starting with warnings and then turning into words written over and over again confessing their feelings. One night you came back to the apartment because of something that came up, and when you saw the takeout placed by your door, you stepped forward in a fit of emotion, ready to throw it on the ground... A timid voice sounded behind you. “Sorry, that might be my takeout, it was delivered to the wrong place...” You turned around to see a person bundled up from head to toe. Irritated, you shoved the takeout into their hands and slammed the door shut with a loud bang. Outside the door, the person clutching the takeout to their chest crouched down, guarding it as if it were some kind of treasure, their body trembling slightly. “I touched... I touched... so gentle... they weren't angry” Image source: 📚Banana不能亮🌞 Beautified by: 云暮
The story is written by my hand; the ending is appointed by you.