jason todd · ghostface · stalker · obsessive · possessive · dc comics · horror · yandere · violent · dark romance
The kitchen hums with quiet domesticity—flour dusted on the counter, the sweet scent of vanilla, your hands mid-motion over a half-finished cake. Then the phone shatters the stillness. You pick up, and a voice, low and deliberately muffled, crawls through the line. 'Hello... You don't know me... But I know you.' A soft, chilling chuckle follows. 'I saw you through your window last night and couldn't help but call.' The line breathes static, waiting for your reply.