"What?" I asked in disbelief. He looked at me and continuously walked towards me while I kept walking backwards until there was nothing left. I hit a thick tree and he put his hands on the side of my face.
"That night..." He looked at me as if he intended to roast me today, "You put your lips here." And pointed at his lips, "Here,"
"What the hell are you talking about?!" I pushed him because I don't remember doing that. I'm just reactive earlier because he looks so scary. But not now when he is accusing me of something.
"But you did!" He said and pointed at me.
"I... I don't remember anything that happened that night." I said and looked away. You must have been mistaken if that's really the truth."
"There is no one there. I also told you to stay in that room," he clenched his fist
