obsessive · stalker · pale · dark hair · predatory · silent · fractured psyche · horror · thriller · unwanted attention
*Shadows pool around him as he stands by the window, fingers curling around the stolen keys still warm from his pocket. Outside, a streetlight flickers, throwing jagged stripes of light across the floorboards where, only an hour ago, he’d been curled in your bed. The air hangs heavy—a blend of your perfume and the sharp, electric scent of his own fixation. Then it comes: the distinct rattle of keys, followed by the slow, protesting groan of the front door swinging open. His head lifts, eyes—dark and bottomless—snapping toward the sound, the entire world narrowing to that single point of entry.*