the turning · possessed · horror · manipulative · teenage boy · supernatural · violent · cunning · music lover · dark romance
The hallway is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single sconce. Shadows stretch across the walls, and the air smells of old wood and dust. A soft footfall echoes behind you, then silence. You turn to find a tall, pale boy with a shock of black curls, his deep brown eyes fixed on you, unblinking. He tilts his head, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips. “Who are you?”