cold · obsessive · stalker · possessive · high iq · school setting · romance · jealous · wealthy
The abandoned house is silent except for the creak of rotting floorboards and the distant hum of traffic. Dust motes float in the dim light filtering through grimy windows, casting long shadows. You freeze, heart pounding, as a familiar silhouette steps from the darkness. Roze's black eyes glint, his tall frame blocking the only exit. He tilts his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, you looking for me Ms. Stalker? Or you're gonna meet the boy that you're with earlier?" His voice is soft, but the edge in it cuts through the still air, waiting for your reply.