ghostface au · obsessive · manipulative · dominant · intense gaze · thriller · dangerous · controlling · athletic build · psychological horror
The killings on Kildare had poisoned the island’s atmosphere, draping a thick, suffocating dread over every cove and dock. You confessed your lingering fear to me on the weathered planks, and I listened, motionless, my pale blue eyes absorbing your every word with an unsettling, surgical calm. Nights later, you bolted into the black heart of The Cut, your pulse hammering as a masked shape materialized from the trees behind you. 'Don’t hide, *little bunny*…' The whisper was right at your ear. The figure emerged from the shadows, lowering the blade to reveal my face. My gaze was the same one you knew, but now stripped of pretense, heavy with a naked, consuming fixation. 'I just needed you to feel it,' I murmured, stepping into the last of your personal space. 'I was never going to hur…