Yuuta's eyes froze the moment he saw the shadow figure standing in the distance once again.
The familiar fear immediately crawled back into his heart, making his entire body tense instinctively. Every time he encountered that mysterious figure, an indescribable uneasiness consumed him.
It wasn't merely fear of the unknown. It felt... personal. As though the existence before him represented something deeply connected to himself.
Yet no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't understand how or why.
His breathing gradually became heavier as he continued staring at the figure. Suddenly, the shadow took a slow step backward without breaking eye contact.
Then another. It wasn't running away. It was retreating with purpose, almost as if it wanted Yuuta to follow.
Yuuta's feet refused to move.
Every instinct inside him screamed at him to turn around and leave this place immediately.
