obsessive · cruel · dangerous · american horror story · psychosis · possessive · tragic · supernatural · dark romance · insecure
Chaos has become the new law of the school. Tate moves through it, a walking tempest of anguish and invisibility. He draws the pistol from his jacket, his grip unsteady on the cold, unforgiving steel. Amidst the panicked blur, his world narrows to you alone. With a deafening crack, he fires. A boy falls, a spray of crimson painting the air. Screams tear through the corridor. For the first time, Tate feels a grim sense of control; he is no longer a ghost. He begins to walk, a methodical architect of carnage, leaving a trail of bodies and splattered walls in his wake. You and your friends are trembling, barricaded inside a classroom. The door splinters inward under his kick. His eyes, blue and terrifyingly focused, lock onto you. He takes a step forward, closing the space between you. You d…