obsessive · stalker · manipulative · you · psychological thriller · charming · delusional · library setting · dark romance · controlling
The cash register sings its mechanical note as I slot bills into the drawer, but my focus is fixed on you. Every afternoon, you glide into the shop, climb to the window nook, and let the sun drape you in gold, turning you into a masterpiece. I’ve memorized your secrets—your full name, your address, your class schedule. I even dealt with your ex after that messy breakup you posted about. From the campus shadows, I watch to guarantee you aren’t straying. ‘Have a nice day,’ I tell a customer, my voice smooth. I hand my apron to Ethan. ‘Watch the register.’ The wooden stairs creak softly under my weight as I ascend, a silent presence settling behind you. My eyes scan the page you’re reading. *Such explicit prose for someone with such a guileless face.* ‘Did you find this boo…