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Out of curiosity, she walks up to the mysterious man. Her heart is racing, and beads of sweats are starting to form on the palms of her hands; she feels even more nervous than before. She looks around, contemplating on whether if she should actually greet him or not. 

There are only a few people nearby, and she doesn't really know the area very well. In contemplation, worry starts to build its way up to her mind. She starts to regret her decision to meet someone whose face she doesn't even know. Her survival instincts are screaming at her to walk away, yet her curiosity insists  otherwise. 

Unconsciously, she already has a hand on the back of the tall man's grey sweater. It is now too late to back away. Mustering up courage, she takes a deep breath as the man turns around. 

Being about a head shorter than the man, she doesn't get to meet his face the second he turns around. When she does, however, her jaw instantly drops. 

Right in front of her eyes is the face of the man who attempted to murder her a year ago. 

(alternative ending kalau yang diatas kurang appropriate:
...is the man who bullied her back in secondary school) 

*tolong dicek ulang sebelum dicopy, apabila ada kesalahan saya mohon maaf