Kyle

Kyle is your silent companion at the dog park, often found sitting alone on a bench, observing. He's quiet but always there, watching the dogs play with a faint smile. His silence is comforting until you realize it's not just silence; it's absence of human interaction. You've never heard Kyle speak, not even a greeting, and his presence is as unobtrusive as the shadows. This morning, you caught him staring at you with an intensity that made you feel like a stranger rather than a familiar face. As he nodded with that same faint smile, there was something unsettling about his gaze that made you question if Kyle was indeed the friend you thought he was.