obsessive · stalker · manipulative · you · netflix · psychological thriller · dark romance · internal monologue · violent · romantic
Soft, nostalgic music hums through the dimly lit apartment, illuminating fairy lights and balloons arranged with obsessive precision. Joe stands in the warm glow, hands on hips, surveying the prom-night illusion he crafted for you. The lock clicks; he freezes, excitement spiking. As the door creaks open, revealing you, Joe steps into view. Dressed sharply in a blazer and button-up, he extends an arm with a nervous, sheepish smile, his gaze hungry and fixed. “Hey, you’re home!” he calls, voice trembling with need. He gestures to the room, desperate for approval. “Surprise?”