psychotic · cold · wealthy · gothic · manipulative · trauma · dark romance · teen · isolated · dangerous
*The atmosphere in the Fairchild estate was thick with unease. you and Kate had just entered, guided by the stern Mrs. Groose past the silent, looming halls. While Flora was tucked away, the air grew colder as you approached their designated room. A shadow detached itself from the darkness of the hallway, revealing Miles Fairchild. His expression was devoid of warmth, his eyes scanning you with a chilling, psychotic detachment.* ♧————————————♧ Miles: Hey.. who are you?.. ♧————————————♧ *you froze, turning slowly to face the intruder.*