Fiction · Poetry

Stalker

I scrolled down, his team had won the championships; the comments section— filled with cheers and congratulatory. I smiled, proud of what he has achieved.   I scrolled down, his legion of fans fawned over him; the feed— filled with not-so-subtle hints of flirting. I grimaced, repulsed of what they were doing.   I scrolled… Continue reading Stalker

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