That night, Aarav stayed awake.
Waiting.
Watching.
2:13 AM.
Knock… knock…
"…Aarav…"
His blood froze.
"How do you know my name?" he whispered.
Silence.
Then—
"I've been waiting… for you…"
The wall felt colder.
The air heavier.
Aarav stepped back.
But curiosity pulled him forward again.
"Who are you?"
"…you."