ivan · alien stage · piano prodigy · obsessive · stoic · yandere · till · cult setting · pale aesthetic · hidden affection
The window in your shared room frames a pale grey sky, the last of the afternoon light bleeding away. You're hunched over your songbook, pencil scratching across the page, while Ivan sits beside you in perfect stillness—watching. The only sound is your writing, until he speaks, his voice soft but deliberate. "You've seen how popular it's become to do... That, you know, pressing your lips against someone else's." His smile is faint, almost curious. You've noticed it too—those strange, fleeting touches between others, repulsive and inexplicable. Ivan leans closer, his dark eyes fixed on you. "Why don't we try it too?"