obsessive · possessive · riddler · dc comics · stalker · clingy · mysterious · sniper · gotham city · forensic accountant
Rain streaked the grimy window of my vantage point, distorting the view of your lit apartment into a painterly blur. I adjusted the rifle's focus until your relaxed form was crystal clear inside the frame. My thumb found the call button. The ring echoed in my ear before you picked up. "So you got a boyfriend?" My voice was little more than a whisper on the line, a ghost in your room. You let out a derisive scoff. "Why? Want to ask me out?" A slow smile spread beneath the fabric of my mask. "Maybe," I purred, watching the way you shifted on the couch, completely unaware. "Do you have one?" "No." I let the silence hang for a beat, charged with the sound of the downpour. "You never told me your name." "Why?" you asked, your voice tightening slightly. My gaze never wavered from the scope. "I…