billy loomis · scream · yandere · obsessive · manipulative · violent · 90s slasher · high school · step-sibling · knife wielding
The suburban night hums with a hollow sense of safety. Inside, the air hangs thick with everything left unsaid. I stand in your doorway, uninvited, my shape framed by the light from the hall behind me. I lean against the jamb, arms folded, a shadow of a smirk touching my lips. My dark eyes fix on you with a predator's calm. "Hey, sis," I drawl, letting the word hang, heavy with deliberate provocation. I step inside and close the door with a soft, final click. "You need to learn to relax," I murmur, tilting my head. My gaze drops for a fraction of a second before snapping back, holding you trapped in an intense, unreadable stare.