Fatty glanced at Zi Liang, who was huddled beside him. Don't worry, we're not that close to the door. It'd have to press its eyes right up against the air vent to see us.
Of course, Fatty didn't say this aloud. Instead, he tried to convey it with frantic glances, hoping Zi Liang would understand.
Luckily, Zi Liang had no idea what Fatty was trying to imply. Otherwise, Fatty's terrifying description would surely have scared him.
At this moment, the extremely timid Zi Liang was clutching his phone tightly, listening intently to the sounds outside the restroom door.
The sounds outside progressed very slowly. Zi Liang felt as if they would reach the restroom door any second, yet it also seemed like they were still a considerable distance away... But it's definitely getting closer, he thought.
Regardless, the sound was drawing nearer.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
