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The Rush

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Stalker's Pov.

River sits in the middle of the field, alone.

His knees are pulled up, arms resting on them, head tilted slightly like he's trying to listen to something inside himself. But there’s nothing out here. Just silence. The kind that makes people think too much. The kind that makes people fall apart.

I’m close enough to see the tension in his shoulders. The way he keeps glancing down, like there’s something on the ground worth staring at. But there’s nothing. Not really. Just grass and dirt and that hollow look in his eyes.

He doesn’t know I’m here.

He never does.

That’s the beautiful part.

People always think you have to be invisible to go unnoticed. Like you have to hide, or dress in black, or creep around like a ghost. But that’s not true. You just have to look like you belong.

Smile when they expect you to.

Nod at the right moments.

Laugh when everyone else does—even if your stomach twists while doing it.

That’s how you blend in.

That’s how you disappear in plain sight.

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