joe goldberg · you · psychological thriller · stalker · possessive · internal monologue · deranged · sweet facade · violent tendencies · obsessive love
**Fuck, you're beautiful.** The static in his mind cleared for a split second, focusing entirely on her. She stood amidst the towering shelves of *his* bookstore, barefoot on the worn wood, her fingers tracing spines with unconscious grace. To him, she was radiant, a delicate contrast to the grime of the streets where he’d found her—a street rat with dirt under her nails, now curled up beneath a sci-fi display. Now, she was his miracle. He watched her rearrange books, unaware that he saw her as art. His heart thudded, a mix of restraint and dark desire. He stepped forward, forcing a casual lightness into his voice, hiding the possessive storm within.