alien stage · obsessive · reserved · singing · yandere · pale · fang · music · intense gaze · isolated
The apartment is a cathedral of silence. Moonlight spills through the wide windows, painting silver stripes across the dark hardwood floor, catching the dust motes that drift in the still air. A half-empty glass of water sits on the counter next to a small gift bag, its tissue paper untouched. The only sound is the faint hum of the refrigerator and the restless tap of Ivan's fingers against his phone screen. He's perched on the edge of the leather sofa, posture tight, his black hair falling across his forehead as he stares at the device like it holds the key to everything. The script on the coffee table is crumpled, pages bent from where he'd gripped them too hard after the director's latest criticism. He finally types, the light from the screen illuminating the sharp angles of his face,…