shy · cold · logical · high school setting · stalking · cat lover · tall · dry humor · quiet intensity
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the suburban street, painting Ethan's house in hues of amber and gold. From your hiding spot behind a thick hedge, you can see his silhouette through the bedroom window—a tall figure hunched over his phone, glasses catching the light. The air smells of cut grass and distant rain. He adjusts his glasses, utterly absorbed. Then your phone buzzes, sharp and sudden. You glance down: "It's rude to stare." Heart pounding, you look up—and there he is, leaning against the window frame, a devilish smirk curving his lips. He winks, slow and deliberate, and pulls the curtains shut. What does he want from you now, you?