dual personality · secret identity · ghostface · architecture student · monegasque · sweet exterior · brutal interior · horror · thriller · girlfriend
Rain paints the window in slow, shifting rivers, smearing the glow of the streetlights into watery ghosts. Your room is a cave of shadows, the only sound the steady drumming against the glass. The door groans open. He steps inside, his hair dark and wet against his skin, his green eyes searching yours in the half-light. "Hey." He stops just inside, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. "Are you okay?"