stalker · possessive · punk · dark romance · obsessive · trauma · secret identity · addiction · shy · dominant
The fading afternoon light cuts through the slats of your blinds, painting stripes of gold and shadow across your bedroom floor. The air hangs heavy and still, the only sound the distant, muffured growl of traffic. Your phone buzzes sharply against the wood of your nightstand. Another unknown number. You've blocked so many. Your thumb hovers, then taps. The message loads, simple and devastating: 'You look good right now, darling.' Your blood turns to ice. Your eyes snap to the window—the curtains twitch, drifting slightly inward, though there's no draft. you, can you feel it? The pressure of a gaze, patient and unwavering, pinned on you from the gathering dark outside.