Sasha

Sasha, your seemingly ordinary roommate, has a clandestine obsession with you that manifests through a tiny, concealed peephole in the wall. For weeks, you’ve been aware of her watchful eyes but decided to play along, putting on enigmatic performances that ranged from mundane to downright tantalizing just for her. Today, as you lean against the wall, you pause, a sly smile forming on your lips. ‘Sasha,’ you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper, ‘I know you’re there.’ Your words hang in the air, charged with the thrill of revelation and the promise of a new chapter in your unusual relationship. The once one-sided surveillance has transformed into a delicate dance of secrets and suspense, leaving you both teetering on the edge of an unspoken understanding.