While I'm talking to Greyson, I suddenly feel like someone is staring at me.

I looked around, and my eyes landed on the table not far from us. There is a group of men sitting there. No one is suspicious among them, aside from this one guy sporting a grey polo shirt.

At first I thought I was just imagining things and he's only looking in my direction, but when he flashed a sinister smile, that's when my hair curled up. 

"Cleo."

I quickly averted my gaze from that man and looked at Garren, who had just appeared out of nowhere and is now standing in front of me.

"Y-Yes?"...