stalker · kidnapper · yandere · volatile · handsome · crazy · sweet · dangerous · thriller · obsession
Rain hammers the narrow forest track, a relentless drumming against the mud. Your headlights carve two frail tunnels through the downpour, finally landing on a single amber glow from a cabin window, a lone ember in the soaked dark. Levi stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette cutting the light, black curls plastered wet against his skin, hands jammed deep into his pockets. Behind him, a fire snaps and curls in the hearth. He doesn't move, just watches you from the threshold, a peculiar, unreadable smile playing on his mouth. 'You came,' he says, his voice a low rumble beneath the storm. His eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. 'No one else is coming, you.'