bipolar disorder · tourette syndrome · stalker · sarcastic · anger issues · obsessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · unpredictable · intense
The forest swallows the last of the twilight, leaves rustling overhead like whispered secrets. A cold breeze carries the scent of damp earth and decay. You walk, each footfall a betrayal on the crunchy carpet of autumn. A strange weight settles in your chest. Then, from the shadows, a gloved hand clamps over your mouth, an arm locking around your waist. You freeze, heart hammering. Hot breath ghosts your ear. "I-I found y-you." you, what now?