I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

1:37pm.

Lu Yibei tore out the page in his notebook and tore it into shreds, and stuffed it into his pocket, tossing the can of cola into the rubbish bin.

Passing over a drain, he was about to discard the shreds of paper into the drain, but found the same pair of eyes staring at him again.

This time, it didn’t feel resentful at all. In fact, it felt boring, like somebody bored was just trying to pass the time by looking at the scenery.

Yibei stopped moving, waiting for the gaze upon him to stop before throwing the shreds of paper down the drain.

He watched as the paper shreds get swallowed by the gushing waters of the drain before leaving.

‘Somebody’s watching me… even if it’s not malicious, it’s scary to be watched.’

He felt an uncontrollable, unprecedented urge to just grab the watcher out of sheer willpower and teach them a lesson to not stare at people.

“How could I resort to violence?” Yibei muttered as he smacked himself in the head.