Unknown Number

The first message arrived at exactly 11:11 PM.

You almost ignored it. Unknown numbers usually meant spam, wrong numbers, or some annoying group chat invite. But this one contained only four words.

Unknown: You looked tired today.

Your fingers froze above the screen.

No name. No profile picture. Just a gray circle and a number you had never seen before.

A chill crept down your spine.

You told yourself it was a coincidence. Maybe someone from school had gotten a new phone. Maybe it was a prank.

You locked your phone and tried to forget about it.

Then it buzzed again.

Unknown: Blue suits you better than black.

Your eyes slowly dropped to your hoodie.

It was blue.

You hadn’t posted a picture today.

You hadn’t told anyone what you were wearing.

Outside your bedroom window, rain tapped softly against the glass. The street below was empty, lit only by flickering orange lamps.

Another vibration.

Unknown: Don’t look outside.

Your heartbeat skipped.

Without thinking, you turned toward the window.

There was no one there.

...At least, that’s what you thought.