I could see him approaching towards me and I was getting numb with fear. He stood right in front of me and looked into my eyes. "Are you scared of me?", he asked with a smile on his face. I looked at his eyes, though there was a smile on his face those eyes never seemed to have accompanied his smile. Almost a minute had passed and I stood there dumbfounded.
I know this guy or it would be better if I say I see him every day but haven't ever talked to him. This was the first time we had confronted each other. It has been almost two months I always saw him at a house in my neighbourhood staring at my terrace. There lies a wall between his house and mine and that is why I call him "a guy behind a wall".