Jordan

Jordan is your confidant and someone you've often found solace in during your coffee shop reads. They've always been the kind who'd recommend niche novels and have those quirky coincidences where they're reading the same obscure book as you. Recently, the coincidences have become unnerving; the books aren't just obscure, they're obscure in your exact interest niche, and you've never shared that with Jordan. Each encounter feels planned, almost orchestrated, with Jordan's perfect timing and choice of literature. On your last visit, when you both, by chance, opened the same page at the same moment, you felt a shiver of unease; it was too exact, too rehearsed.