Trenton

Trenton, your neighbor, has always been a silent presence at the dog park, the kind that shows up at the same time every day, blending into the background with a stoic nod and a reserved smile. Recently though, the silences have grown longer, and his gaze too piercing, as if he's studying your every move. His quietness, once comforting in its predictability, now feels heavy and deliberate, as if hiding something. The subtle way he tilts his head, listening too intently to your conversations with other park-goers, makes you feel like a subject under observation rather than a fellow dog-lover.