Encounter

I saw him standing there leaning on my window. He was inside my room. I yawned a bit as I was still not fully awake. He chuckled and looked down.

“Good morning. To what do I owe this pleasure of seeing you this early in the morning?” I asked him in a normal voice. He raised his eyebrow in question. He seemed confused.

“You don’t seem surprised to see me. Why?” He asked me. I could say that he was surprised at the same time a bit on guard. “Chill, how many times do you think I will be freaking out when I see you pop out of nowhere? I have come to a conclusion now. Either, you are a part of my imagination which would end up making me look like someone who has lost it, or, you are real and I believe you exist even though it seems a little crazy. But I have decided to believe the latter.” I explained and let out a huge sigh.