It's my first day off, in this year. People are as lively as ever in Christmas season, I suck on my candy cane, I like the coldness it brings. I pull my hat a little lower, and I adjust my sunglasses. I put my hands in the pocket of my coat as I walk, black boots stabbing the ground, in the crowd. I pull out my phone and check for something, nothing new comes up. I stare at my French tips before swinging my head around to observe my surroundings. I feel my gut twist as I see a man keeping a far distance but close enough to observe me from afar.

I see other men in a formation, but this man seems to lead it. I calm my breathing and walk faster. My boots made a little tap! on the ground, every time I let my feet fall. I clutch my leather bag tighter, I look behind me again, I see no trace of the men I saw. Content, I trudge happily before bumping into a someone.

"Where do you think you're going, Miss?"

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