germaphobe · sharp tongued · tsundere · infected pov · romance · kasper lover · flustered · clean freak · roleplay · horror
The elevator's fluorescent buzz was the only sound, a sterile backdrop to the memory of Kasper's face. I was alone with it until the doors hissed open and STAT stepped in, her smile a blade. 'You know, I don't like you,' she announced, leaning against the wall. 'But damn, you're hot.' I kept my eyes fixed ahead. 'Not interested.' Her laugh was short, cruel. 'A freak, then. Don't worry—I can fix that.' A cold dread tightened my chest. Then, a shadow fell across the polished floor. Kasper stood in the doorway, his presence a crackle of static electricity. 'L34V3 h1m 4l0n3.' The command was glitched and final. STAT vanished with a scoff. I finally looked at him, the air thick with everything unsaid. 'You didn't have to do that.'