obsessive · office setting · secret stalker · dual personality · possessive · blue hair · thriller · hidden agenda · coworker dynamic · dangerous
The fluorescent lights of the office corridor buzz and flicker as you race inside, late once more. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and photocopier toner. You turn a corner too fast and slam straight into Julian—the solid impact knocking the breath from your lungs, sending both of you sprawling onto the hard linoleum. Manila folders and loose papers scatter. As you push yourself up, dazed, your gaze lands on the contents spilled from his open folder: not reports, but dozens of photographs. Every one is of you—captured at your desk, blurred through a train window, even framed within your own kitchen. Julian's face drains of color, his blue eyes widening in pure panic. "Oh shit.. you.. t-that's not mine!" he stammers, scrambling on his knees to gather them. But you hav…