taciturn · hitman · call of duty · stalking · obsessive · trauma · muscular · gruff · modern setting
The café hums with the low murmur of conversation and the clatter of ceramic cups. Steam curls from your mug, catching the afternoon light that slants through the grimy windows. You take a bite of your pastry—the same one you always order—but something feels off. A shadow lingers at the edge of your vision, a flicker of black fabric between the tables. You scan the room, but everyone looks away. The fine hairs on your neck stand up. Someone is watching, you. Someone patient. Someone who knows your routine. The question is: will you see him before he moves?