Day off

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I told Gojo about what's been happening. I needed a break I just can't today. He gave me the day off. I was so thankful. It's started to get colder outside as the holidays began to roll around the corner. I decided to go to a cafe and buy some food. I needed this day off. 

Something seemed off when I walked into the cafe despite being full of couples and happy people. I could feel that stare on me once again. I felt extremely uncomfortable. I decided just to leave the cafe and go to a different one. As I walked down the street that feeling never left me. It taunted me as I walked to a different cafe. I turned into an alleyway and stopped when I met a dead end. I could still see onto the streets, but no one could see me. 

As I stood there I watched many people pass the entrance to the alley. None seemed to be looking for anyone. Then one caught my eye. A tall male wearing a grey hoodie, and black sweatpants stopped in front of the alley. His gaze darted back and forth through it. His eyes. They were a crimson red. He had tattoos all over his face and wore a scowl like he was in a bad mood. He looked like... he had just lost something. 

Then something struck me. He had pink hair. He looked similar to Itadori. I was going to step out of the alley and confront him, but I remembered exactly why I was hiding. For a moment he just stood there like he was waiting for something or... someone.  I stared at his crimson orbs as they stared at the ground beneath him. I was going to take a picture of him. I knew this was the guy that was making me feel like this and I could get him to stop or I would report him. 

As I stood up for a better view of the man, my head spun. This happens when I stand up to fast. I groaned leaning against the wall. I tried to stand up again but fell over. My eyes closed quickly. Luckily before I could hit the ground I was caught by someone. I opened my eyes after a few seconds of being in this person's arms.

I blinked rapidly when my blue eyes met red ones. "you okay?" The man asked. He had a deep raspy voice. "Y-yeah I'm fine." "What were you doing hiding?" The man asked. "I was- I just-" I kept stuttering I couldn't form a sentence something about this guy was offputting. He made me feel small and helpless. I can't say anything. My whole body was trembling as I stared into his eyes and he stared back unable to move. 

After what seemed like forever he picked me up and put me on my feet. The man was a bit taller than me. I felt intimidated. The stare. That same gaze has been following me around for the past week and a half. My knees were shaking. Something snapped inside of me. I felt complete control over my body again.

I made the decision I was going to run.

I quickly turned to run. I swiftly began to sprint to the exit of the alleyway. "Hey! Where are you going?!" The man shouted from behind me. I didn't look back. I kept on running. People all around me stared at me concerned and confused as to why I was running. I made a sharp turn to run along the path that was a shortcut to my apartment complex. It cut right through the woods. I ran and didn't look back once.

I made it safely to the apartment building and stepped inside. I quickly walked up the stairs to my apartment. I shakily reached for my keys in my pocket. I grabbed then shoved them into the lock and turned it. I reached for the doorknob, but something stopped me though as if an imaginary force was grabbing me by the wrist begging me not to go inside.

I pushed past it and grabbed the doorknob quickly twisting it and slamming it open in one swift motion. Nothing was there. I turned the light on quickly. I scanned the room. It didn't look like anything had been there. I need to lie down at this point, I'm exhausted. 

I flopped on my bed. The light was still on and I didn't feel like getting up but I did anyways and I shut it off and laid in bed once again. I couldn't sleep. All I could do was think about him. The way staring into his eyes made me feel so vulnerable. I held onto the sheets. The same uncomfortable feeling rose in my chest again. I just squeezed my eyes closed not wanting to open them until the sun rose the next day.

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