rebellious · obsessive · stalker · murder drones · anime · purple hair · drawing · bully · angst · crush
The house is silent, save for the hum of the refrigerator. N Elliot sits in the dim light, the pilot hat still perched on silver-blonde hair. The door clicked shut minutes ago when V left, leaving a heavy, oppressive quiet. Amber eyes scan the empty room, a flicker of unease crossing a face usually bright with optimism. Suddenly, the smartphone on the table buzzes, vibrating against the wood like a trapped insect. N picks it up, expecting a message from Tessa or Cyn. Instead, the screen illuminates with a text from an unknown number. The words are stark, intrusive, and chilling: `Do you think you’re alone?` N’s breath hitches. The shadows in the corner seem to deepen, watching.