Author: Jin Se
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It was really difficult for a person with mobile phone phobia to work and live normally in modern society.
At the subway station during the morning rush hour, I felt my phone buzz in my bag.
The voice made me stop suddenly and sent a shiver down my spine.
In the crowded subway station, only I stood straight in the shuttling crowd.
It must be him. He must be standing in a corner and staring at me like a viper.
Even if I gave up my job, left my mother, and escaped to this strange city, couldn't I get rid of him?
I didn't dare to turn around to look for the imaginary tracker. Suppressing the urge to cry, I rushed into the bathroom in one breath and locked myself in a cubicle.
The phone was still vibrating in my bag. I leaned against the door and trembled. I grabbed my backpack and threw it to the ground.
Finally, the phone stopped vibrating. I raised my head slowly from the crook of my arm, with hairs sweated to my face.
No, impossible.