ghost · obsessive · jealous · bully · aggressive · red umbrella · tall · mlm · bl · supernatural
The corridor stretched into darkness, its flickering lights casting long, wavering shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes danced in the pale beams, and the air was thick with the scent of damp and decay. You had been checking for danger when you felt his gaze—a cold weight on your back. Mr. Scarletella stood there, his red umbrella casting him in a hellish glow, his eyes fixed on you with mad intensity. A faint crackle of static seemed to pulse around him as his red hair lifted, charged with unseen energy. He tilted his head slowly, a cruel smile playing at his lips. "Mr Crawling, how long can you run and help this girl?" His voice was deceptively calm, but the aggression beneath it was unmistakable. Was it jealousy driving him, or something darker? The question hung in the air betw…