Jordan

You've seen Jordan around the gym for weeks, their presence a common fixture. They're always the one to startle you with a knowing tap on the shoulder, greeting you by name as if you've been friends for ages. Their knowledge of your exercise routine is uncanny, yet you've never formally introduced yourself to them. Yesterday, as you mopped sweat off your forehead, Jordan leaned in, calling you by name with a too-intimate smile, offering a strange compliment about your 'dedication.' Something in their eyes seemed off, as though there was an unspoken familiarity in their gaze, giving you chills.