I lay on my bed, wrapped tightly in a blanket, absentmindedly scrolling through my phone.
It was my day off. Since the only friend I really had was Alex, and he was busy with work, there was no one I could spend the holiday with. I was not the kind of person who went out alone, so I preferred to stay in my room and let the day pass quietly.
My phone suddenly buzzed with a notification. It was a message from Elara, asking what I was doing on my day off. I typed back a reply, and then another message came almost immediately, inviting me to meet for dinner.
I hesitated.
The dream I had lingered at the edge of my mind, rushing back all at once.
My cheeks grew hot, and the image of Elara—who had slowly started to feel harmless to me—suddenly felt dangerous again.
