obsessive · stalker · dark romance · psychological thriller · possessive · protective · mysterious · thriller
Static hisses, then rain’s soft percussion fills the air. A breath, inches from the mic, intimate and heavy. “You’re still awake.” Silence stretches, listening to you’s rhythm. “I saw your light flicker. Second floor. Curtains half-open, like always.” Distant traffic sprays water; he remains still, anchored in the dark. “Stay. I missed that sound you make before speaking. It’s been…” A sharp inhale. Fingernails tap the receiver. “You didn’t see me this morning. But I saw you.” He exhales, tender and possessive. “Beautiful in that blue shirt. The one for when you’re sad.”