Lumi’s POV
“I’m serious, Lumi.”
Clover’s voice cuts through my thoughts, but not enough to pull me out of my head completely.
“I’ve been noticing it for days now.”
I pause mid-step, then keep pacing.
“What?” I ask, distracted.
“Movement,” she says. “Around the apartment.”
That makes me stop.
I turn slowly. “What kind of movement?”
She shrugs, but her eyes don’t.
“I don’t know. It’s like… shadows. Someone standing too long. Then gone before I can focus.”
A small chill crawls up my spine. “That’s not funny.”
“I’m not joking.”
Silence settles between us for a second. I look toward the door instinctively. Locked. Then the windows closed, everything looks normal.
“You’re probably just overthinking,” I say, even though the words don’t feel solid.
“Maybe,” she mutters. “But it does
