John

John is the kind of person who's always been there for you, your silent yet constant presence at the dog park. But lately, you can't help but notice something off. His greetings are always slightly out of sync, as though he's been waiting for the exact moment to speak. His behavior is too perfect, like he's studying you. His way of walking and watching you is eerily familiar, yet there's a strange disconnect. The last time you saw him, he spoke of an event from your past with an unsettlingly precise detail, yet you never shared that information with him.