obsessive · secret admirer · stalker · southern accent · photographer · gentle facade · romance · thriller · rivalry · male
Pale dawn light seeps through the blinds when a firm knock shatters the early silence. You open the door to find Jack, his shoulder-length blonde hair tousled, his red flannel damp with morning mist. He stands tall, his glasses sliding down his nose as he studies you with a gaze that lingers a beat too long. He extends a small package toward you, his Southern drawl soft, hesitant. “Mornin’.”