Novel & Cerita I Saw A Man Who Wasn't There

Because the moment I saw it— One thought hit me like lightning. I had seen that face before. Not in the past. Not in memory. But recently. Very recently. Which meant— Whoever that man was… He wasn’t gone. He was still here. Somewhere close. Watching. Waiting.

He pulled his hands back from me and with a blink of an eye, he vanished in the thin air. I was flabbergasted and rubbed my eyes and then again looked in the place where he had vanished. But it was not my dream,it was real. He did vanished in front of my eyes. But how was it possible? For a man to vanish like an alien or devil. Was he anyone of them?

Then she forces the door open, exiting the car with a furious expression. "I'm not paying someone to kill me!" But I barely even notice what she'd said. Back arched low, I slowly flick my eyes up again, towards to where I'd seen him. My heart crashes to the bottom of my chest. It's not him. I'd completely seen wrong— I'd hallucinated. That man wasn't anything like Haemin, didn't even look like him in the first place. Hands shaking, I slowly press my forehead into the back of my palms.

But the dread that washes over me, when I realize that I would chance upon him and it would require me to strike a conversation with him, cannot be measured. After all it’s his house, he could be anywhere. So as quickly as the initial thought came, it’s just as quick to disappear. After a few minutes of wallowing in my own despair, I sweep the blankets away from my face, enough to peek out and survey the room once again. The bright light stings my eyes, but I still find myself staring out. “I think you should start leaving”, says the voice of a man who literally appeared out of nowhere. I have no recollection of him entering, no memory of the sound of the door or the thud of his feet on the

So familiar. I just nodded and let out a quiet "Mm." Didn't stop him. Just opened the door and stepped out like I'd rehearsed it. Michael didn't hesitate either—hit the gas and vanished. I waited outside the County Clerk's Office the whole day, like I was waiting for some kind of answer. And weirdly? I felt calm. Like my phone—dead silent. Not a single buzz. Even when the office closed, he never came back. No call. No text. Nothing.

I blinked hard, once, twice, and leaned closer to the window again, my eyes searching every shadow under the trees where I had seen the figure just a moment ago. Nothing. The spot was empty. The dark shape, the person hidden… were gone. Vanished completely, like they had never been there at all. The branches stood still, the ground lay quiet under the streetlight, and there was no sign of anyone moving or hiding. ‘It’s gone?’ I wondered, my heart still beating fast. ‘Did I make a mistake? Did my eyes play tricks on me? Am I just being paranoid because of everything that happened today?’

Perhaps he had done many things yesterday, and I was just one of many. Without looking at me, he said, "I've never seen you or your friend in my life before." His words left me reeling. "That can't be possible," I protested. "It was you...you were the one I saw." I felt a growing sense of doubt – had I imagined the whole thing?

It's not like he deserves a psycho like me anyway. I sighed and covered myself with my blanket. I remembered the days when we were young. He was always there for me whenever I needed him. I was about to close my eyes, but I saw a figure of a man at my window. I focused my gaze and squinted my eyes. When the man realized I was about to come towards him, he suddenly vanished. "What the heck?! You won't show yourself to me again? Are you planning to kill me at this hour? Come on, give it all your best!" I screamed as I opened the window. I looked around, but there were no traces of a guy.

The room was alive with movement, and for a moment, I thought I spotted Maria near the back. But something made me stop and turn around. It wasn’t Maria. It was him. A man standing near the entrance, his gaze fixed on me. His presence sent a ripple through the crowd, and suddenly, the air seemed thicker, heavier. I blinked, and he was gone, swallowed in the sea of people. Shaking off the strange sensation, I refocused and hurried toward Maria, determined not to let my imagination get the best of me. Tonight was my night. Nothing was going to ruin it.