[ Juudai hears them too, but they seem to be coming from multiple sides. He adjusts his grocery bag so it is securely nestled in the crook of his left arm. His right arm stays up by his face, defensively, as he tries to determine the footsteps' source. The angle of the buildings on either side of this parking lot bounce sound very easily between them, which is why Juudai can't pin down who is there.

He is amateurishly obvious about the fact that he knows someone is following them, and that he is nervous. ]