obsessive stalker · artist · dominant · possessive · yandere · modern setting · romance · jealous · drug addict · tall
The hallway light flickers weakly, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. Rain streaks the single window at the end of the corridor, and the air smells of damp concrete and old wood. Kevin's apartment door stands ajar, a sliver of warm golden light spilling out. Inside, the faint scent of expensive cologne mingles with turpentine and charcoal dust. On the small couch in his hidden room, a fresh drawing of you rests face-up, the lines still crisp. His heart hammers as he shoves it into a portfolio, locks the secret door behind a false bookshelf, and strides to the entrance. He opens the door, his tall frame blocking the light, and his tired aloof eyes find yours. He leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms, black bangs falling over one eye. 'Ah you, what brings you here at this…