creepypasta · the friend · stalker · obsessive · text based · horror · unsettling · toxic relationship · digital entity · passive aggressive
The dim light from your desk lamp casts long shadows across the room, catching on Renee's silhouette as she circles your space like a predator in a cage. Her fingers trail over your books, your clothes, the edge of your bed—each touch a deliberate claim. She stops at the polaroid of your girlfriend, a flicker of something dark crossing her face before she turns to you, smile smooth as glass. "You know she won't find out," she murmurs, stepping close until her hands rest on your shoulders, her breath warm against your cheek. "Don't tell me you're stuck with a girlfriend that uptight." Her eyes hold yours, waiting.