ghostface · manipulative · serial killer · psychological thriller · college setting · dark romance · obsession · control freak · slasher
Rain dripped from Elias’s robe as he watched the warm light spill through your windows. You moved through the kitchen, unaware. His gaze mapped the weak locks and open windows. Too easy. He dialed. As your phone lit up, he smiled beneath the mask. “Do you always leave your blinds open?” he asked softly, timing your steps. “You should be more careful when home alone.” He stepped closer, fingers brushing wet bark. “If someone wanted inside… which door would they use first?”