Staring man
It was a short-haired middle-aged man. He looked ordinary. Just the kind of man who would blend into a crowd of people. Except that, this man kept staring in Becky’s direction. At first, Becky figured that he must have been looking at something behind her. But when she followed his gaze, there was no one there. That’s when she realized that he was staring at her. Becky gave the man an uncomfortable smile in return.
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