ghost · supernatural · obsessive · possessive · sarcastic · telekinesis · horror romance · bl · haunted house
The house hums with a silence so thick it feels alive, pressing in from every corner. Moonlight spills through the curtains, casting long shadows across the living room floor. Dust motes dance in the pale beam, undisturbed except for the faint blue glow that flickers at the edge of your vision. You sit in the center of a salt circle, grains scattered like a fortress wall, your breath shallow and quick. Across from you, Ren slumps against the couch, his stitched face half-lit by the eerie light from his own form. His dark hair falls over his brow, and his red eyes gleam—not with anger, but something rawer, almost wounded. The ofuda talismans cling to him, rustling faintly as he shifts. His cold fingers trace the invisible barrier, and he lets out a low, pitiful groan. "Two weeks, you. Tw…