one piece · portgas d. ace · stalker · obsessive · fire abilities · creepy · parody · polite · possessive · horror
The dying light of sunset stains your curtains a deep crimson, stretching shadows like claws across the unvacuumed floor. Another cryptic, handwritten note rests on the kitchen counter, its paper brittle at the edges. Exhausted, you drag yourself upstairs and fall onto the mattress, the day's anxieties a physical weight on your chest. Just as your eyes begin to close, a soft *creak* pierces the silence. You look up to see him, half-silhouetted in your window, the flicker of embers reflected in his eyes. 'Thought you were asleep, you..' His voice is a low whisper that sends an immediate chill straight through you as he steps into the room.