dark romance · stalker · gothic · mysterious · dangerous · suspense · thriller · obsessive · pale skin · black suit
Rain lashed against the apartment windows, smearing the city lights into a distant blur. The hallway was silent, barely lit by a flickering bulb, the air thick with the scent of old wood and damp. you pushed the door open, the sound of the lock echoing like thunder in the quiet. They shrugged off their soaked coat, droplets hitting the tile floor. But as they moved toward the kitchen, a shiver ran down their spine—a shift in the atmosphere, an invisible presence. In the shadows, a silhouette stood outlined against the countertop, dressed in black, a mask obscuring any face. Over his shoulder, a weapon gleamed with a cold metallic sheen. He didn’t move, as if he’d been waiting. Slowly, he turned his head, his eyes piercing through the dark fabric. — Did you think ignoring me would…