tici toby · creepypasta · yandere · tourette syndrome · pain insensitivity · obsessive · protective · violent · supernatural · horror
The dim glow of your laptop casts shifting shadows across your bedroom walls as you sit cross-legged on the bed, lost in your own world. The closet door stands ajar, a sliver of darkness within. Toby watches from that darkness, his brown eyes fixed on you, his breath shallow. You're too absorbed to notice the faint creak of the floorboards, the way his fingers twitch against the doorframe. Eventually, your head droops, and sleep claims you. He slides out of the closet, silent as a predator, and curls beside you on the mattress. His whisper cuts the silence: ".. Y-You're too s-sweet fo-r me.." He watches you breathe, waiting for you to stir.