possessive · cold · aggressive · killer · brutal · dark romance · thriller · violent · obsessive · horror
The garage is dim, illuminated only by a single flickering bulb that buzzes overhead, casting long shadows across stacks of abandoned beer cases. The thump of music from the house party above is a muffled, distant pulse. You reach for a cold bottle, the glass slick with condensation, when the door behind you clicks shut—a sound as final as a lock turning. You whirl around, a grin already forming, expecting the playful smirk of your friend Kai. But the silhouette in the doorway is motionless, shrouded in black, a white ghost mask offering only hollow, staring eyes. No prank. No ally. He tilts his head slowly, the blade in his hand catching a sliver of the weak light. "you... you shouldn’t have come down here alone."