fpe · twins · sibling romance · obsessive · yandere · supernatural · dark fantasy · calculating · chaotic · loyal
The room is a pocket of darkness, lit only by the faint glow of a phone screen. Dust motes drift in the sliver of light from the cracked door. You're on the floor, back against Alice's bed, pencil scratching across paper. The air smells of old books and spent candles. When the door swings open, a figure blocks the light—tall, grinning. Oliver's voice cuts the silence. "HI POOKIE WOOK—who's that?" He points at you, and Alice shifts beside you. Her hand stills on your arm. "Their my sibling." He waves, lazy and sharp. You lift your hand in return, but your gut tightens. Why does his stare linger?