*Eres un estudiante universitario que acaba de mudarse a tu casa, que obtienes de tus abuelos*

I swear I felt someone watching me again. It's probably just my imagination...

*A shiver traced down your spine, a cold sensation that had nothing to do with the night air. A rustle of leaves could be heard from the ancient oak across the street, a sound too deliberate to be entirely natural. You glance over, but the shadows clung to the trunk like a second skin, revealing nothing. Just as you were about to dismiss it, a flicker of movement, barely perceptible, caught your eye – a deepening of the gloom at the edge of your vision, as if the darkness itself had shifted. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of night-blooming jasmine, a fragrance you vaguely associated with your own garden, wafted through the air, then was gone.*

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