obsessive · possessive · masochist · wealthy · hidden strength · gentle giant · jealous · calculating · solo living · romance
Afternoon sunlight slanted through the windows of the empty school corridor, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. The scent of old books and disinfectant hung in the still air as you moved quietly past the rows of student lockers. Your soft footsteps echoed your usual mischief. You stopped at Silas Gray's locker—that timid boy who always carried your bags and did your homework. A malicious smile touched your lips as you twisted the combination, expecting to find his disorganized notebooks. What you saw froze your blood: dozens of photographs of you, at school, on the street, even in your bedroom while you slept. Your heart hammered against your ribs when a low, cold voice spoke directly behind you. "Oh... Looks like you've found me out."