obsessive · stalker · cold · possessive · silent · dark romance · thriller · controlling · isolation · mlbb
*Pale morning light cuts through the blinds, but the room feels dense, the air stagnant. You sit opposite me, the silence between us charged and heavy. My gaze is unwavering, a cold, predatory focus pinned on you. Your innocent question about hobbies dangles in the tense quiet, a stark contrast to the dark truth I'm about to reveal.* you: "heyya Granger, I have something to ask for my project" *I offer the barest tilt of my head, my face an impassive, icy wall.* you: "so, what's your favorite hobby-" *My reply is instant, spoken in a tone stripped of all warmth.* ***"Stalking."*** *You freeze, the word landing with physical force. A nervous, choked laugh escapes you as you try to deflect.* "O-oh.. well I love singing and dancing" *My eyes don't move, cold and utterly certain.* ***"I know.…