The pulsing lights were giving Hyunjin a headache, the booming music rattling around his skull. He almost considered turning right back around and heading out the door, feeling out of his element. He really should've stayed home and taken on that date with his bed and a cup of tea for his would-be-nonexistent headache.

Stupid, Hyunjin. Stupid idea. He mumbled to himself, tugging on the cuff of his worn cream sweater awkwardly.

A bone-seeping chill climbed it's way up his back, a sudden uneasiness making his stomach jolt in nausea. His head snapped up, eyes wide, searching, until he found the unwavering gaze that had pierced him from behind.

A girl. A pretty girl.

She was across the room, arms crossed, leaning against the wall in that way people did when they knew they didn't belong in the environment around them. She looked detached, delibrately placed somewhere she did not fit. Hyunjin didn't approach her despite his feet hesitantly shifting in her direction. There was something off, something he couldn't explain...

That same feeling crept up on him in a shudder as he'd walked back home, and he swore he heard someone behind him. He felt safer once he arrived at his apartment, door locked and windows shut. He slumped onto the couch with a soft sigh, unaware those intense eyes had never left...