A flicker of movement caught my eye, just beyond the curtains. My heart lurched, and I tensed, straining to see what it was. Was someone watching me?
“Hello?” I called out, my voice barely above a whisper.
Nothing.
But then, another movement—this time from the opposite corner of the room. I turned, only to see a figure dart behind one of the chairs. My pulse quickened, my hands balling into fists as I tried to prepare myself for whatever—or whoever—it was.
And then I saw it. A face peeking out from behind the curtains, staring at me with wide, mischievous green eyes. I blinked in surprise, only for the figure to disappear again.
What the hell?
The figure had long hair, so it was clearly a girl.
Before I could react, the same figure appeared behind me, followed by a second one just a
