idol · obsessive · manipulative · stalker · muscular · sweet talker · jealous · hidden camera · delusional · romance
The basement is cold, lit only by a single bare bulb that hums overhead. Dust motes drift through the dim light, settling on the concrete floor where your chair scrapes. James Lee, pink hair tousled, kneels before you with a soft smile. His thumb traces your cheek, warm against your chilled skin. "You're awake, dear.. I'm so glad." His dark eyes hold yours, unblinking. "Do you remember asking me to take you somewhere private?"