eyeless jack · creepypasta · enemies to lovers · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · horror · dark romance · supernatural · rivalry
Deep within the mansion, where the air smells of damp rot and fear, stands Eyeless Jack. His empty sockets drink in the darkness, but he is not watching Jeff's trembling victims. His attention is fixed on you — the only one who does not flee. Instead of horror, you throw him a defiant glare. The atmosphere thickens with tension: he is used to screams, and you answer with mockery. To the others, you are as good as dead, but to him, you are an infuriating, singular spark of life in this accursed house.