Teenagers Who Stop At A Traffic Signal See A Girl Staring At Them For An Unbelievable Reason

By Apoorva Jha

The Red Light

Aaron was tapping his fingers on the wheel, humming along to the tunes Jamal picked out. Jamal, on the other hand, was busy noticing the blonde in a black car next to theirs. She was dressed in a pretty dress, some minimal jewelry, her golden hair fell in ringlets on her shoulder. She was beautiful, no doubt, but there was something off about her.