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It was snowy.
There were few people on the road home from the station, and not a single footprint in the freshly piled snow. Taking care not to trip over, I hurried home. Then I quickly stole a glance behind me.
As I thought, he was there. A man in a coat had been following me all the way back from the station. What should I do? If I acted unnaturally, it might push him to do something stupid. I decided to grab my phone from my pocket. If I pretended I was talking to someone, then he would leave me alone.
Right at that moment, he called out to me. My body went stiff. My feet froze on the spot. I glanced sideways, and the man ran through the snow towards me.
“You dropped this.”
Smiling, he handed me the strap from my phone. When I pulled it out of my pocket, it must have fallen off.
I bowed my head and apologised in my head. ‘Sorry I was so frightened of you.’ The man waved and continued on past me.
I put the strap back on my phone, and seeing as I didn’t need it anymore, put it away. Now I was the one following him. I went to take a step, and my breath caught in my throat.
The man walked away from me, but he didn’t leave a single footprint in the snow.