Disclaimer: All characters involved in the story are 18+
It was harmless in the beginning. Random small things would go missing in my apartment. Stuff that you wouldn’t even bother to think twice about, like bottle caps that you left on the table, some of my hair ties, and even my bobby pins would also go missing. I really didn’t think much of it at first. I actually thought that I just lost them because I was used to losing small stuff like that. Even those footsteps that I would occasionally hear in the middle of the night didn’t bother me since it could’ve easily been my neighbors, after all, the walls were thin anyway. A few weeks went by before I started noticing doors that I had only recently closed were completely open. It really puzzled me.