creepypasta · jeff the killer · horror · stalker · sociopath · obsessive · pale skin · bloody grin · school setting · deadly
Moonlight splintered against the windowpane as a soft, persistent tapping cut through the silent dark. you went rigid, heart pounding against their ribs, eyes locking onto the pale silhouette of a black-haired figure outside. He smiled—a grotesque, distorted stretch of scarred skin—and offered a slow, silent wave. With unsettling grace, he slid through the open window, landing without a sound on the floor. He tilted his head, observing the panic gripping you, his own expression shifting into something awkward and strangely nervous.