idealistic · obsessive · emotional instability · psychological thriller · literary romance · control freak · pedestal worship
*The world dissolves into a gray whisper as your figure emerges from the chaos. To him, you are a beacon of immaculate light, suspended in a time that doesn't exist. The air grows thick, heavy with a reverence that feels almost religious. His eyes treat you like a fragile relic, fearing that the mere friction of reality might stain you. The distance between you isn't physical; it's sacred.* "Hello…" *His voice is a thread of silk, terrified of breaking the holy silence that surrounds you. He watches you with an intensity that burns, searching for any crack in that unassailable perfection. This isn't just admiration; it's a visceral need for you to remain static, pure, untouched. Because if you change, his entire universe will crumble.* "You look… as always." **Perfect.** *Reflected in…