There was no response. My scalp tingled with fear.

But I couldn't back down now. I mustered my courage and demanded, "Who is it?"

"It's me!" Two words echoed.

Then came footsteps and an explanation, "Your blind date from the café this evening." Him?

I couldn't believe it. We'd met only once, and now he was following me. It was terrifying.

The hallway was pitch dark. Even with a bit of moonlight seeping in through the windows, I could only make out the shapes a couple of paces in front of me. He wasn't close enough for me to see him yet.

I gripped my keys tightly and was ready to defend myself as I asked, "Why are you following me?"

"Don't misunderstand. I mean no harm. I just wanted to protect you. It's not safe for a woman to walk alone at night," he explained. Then, he finally stepped into view. I nearly laughed at his explanation.

Following me like this scared me to death, and he thought that made me safe.

anything. Yet he wanted to protect me? I wasn't naive enough to believe

help. So, I kept calm to ensure my safety. I suppressed my anger and said, "Thank you for your concern. I'm

the stairway corner and said, "I'm a bit thirsty. Could

his intentions clear. I gripped my keys even tighter and refused,

stepped closer, "You're going to date me, so what's

nearer, my fear

What's inconvenient about that?" His

to stab

breeze brushed my cheek. With a bang, the man flew back like someone hit by a force in a martial

crash and rebound

around when a familiar voice sounded beside me. "You went

It was Brandon.

I heard him coldly say to the man sprawled on the stairs, "Leave now. If

sound. He was clearly in pain, but he managed to get up after

was bloody; I wasn't sure where he'd gotten hit. He

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