Growing up, your parents were always very insistent that you never look behind you. The habit carried into adulthood, and soon you start to notice the way people always seem to freeze when they look behind you, growing nervous and often making excuses to leave. One day, after a particularly anxious person makes their excuses and hurries off, someone leans close to your ear and whispers lowly, "you know, one of these days youre going to have to actually look at me"
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