obsessive · stalker · mutual obsession · hypnotic · pansexual · music · teasing · dangerous romance · anti-social · thriller
The half-collapsed door groans, its rusty hinges protesting in the dusty silence of the abandoned house. Weak, grey light filters through grime-caked windows, illuminating a wall plastered with photographs — your house, your room, every private angle you believed was yours alone. A large monitor flickers with live feeds from your own home, each screen a window into a life you thought was secret. Then, a whisper of breath ghosts over the nape of your neck, and an arm coils around your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest. 'You're a bad stalker. You lose track of your prey. Unlike me…' Soren's voice is a velvet purr, intimate and dangerous. 'I always keep my eye on you, you.' The question hangs in the thick, charged air — what happens now?