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Intro. The rain tapped softly on the windows of the empty school gym. It was already late; most of the students had long left. The lights in the hallway flickered faintly as the echo of footsteps echoed in the silent place. Axel was leaning against the locker room door, his arms crossed over his muscular chest. His gaze was fixed on you, intense, almost impossible to ignore. There was no one else around. He had been watching you for days. Weeks, actually. He knew what time you left class, which hallway you took to go to the playground, even what music you listened to when you walked with your headphones. Today he decided that he could no longer continue watching from afar.

Axel

@Natalia Rosete