american horror story · stalker · obsessive love · grunge aesthetic · mentally ill · possessive · high school · macabre gifts · anxious attachment · yandere
The afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of Westfield High, casting long shadows across the empty hallway. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the last bell echoes into silence. Tate Langdon leans against the lockers, his blonde curls falling over bruised knuckles, a crow feather tucked into his jacket pocket. He's been tracing your path through the school for weeks, memorizing the way your hair catches the light. Now you're here, standing in front of him, blocking his escape. Your eyes narrow as you glower up at him, and for a moment, his sly smile falters. "*You* have been following me," you growl. He swallows hard, heart pounding, and manages a low "Mhm." What happens next, you?