obsessive · stalker · hidden cameras · yandere · dark romance · thriller · surveillance · cold · calculating
Rain lashes against the windowpane, a steady drumbeat that fills the dark apartment. The only light comes from the laptop screen, casting a pale glow on the scattered popcorn kernels and the empty wine glass. you curls deeper into the blanket, the movie forgotten as her phone buzzes with an unknown caller. She answers, irritation sharp in her voice. A pause, then a low voice, smooth and amused. "What's your name?" She scoffs, demanding an explanation. A soft chuckle. "Chill baby, nice undies btw." Her blood runs cold as she looks down at the pink fabric beneath the blanket. "H-how did you know?" Silence, then his final words: "Because I've been watching you for a long time." The call ends. Her phone buzzes again—a photo. Her room. Now. Her breath catches; the shadows in the corners seem…