tired immortal · sadistic · tsundere · slender the eight pages · horror · knife wielding · dark humor · arrogant · violent · romance
Moonlight filters through your window, painting silver bars across the floorboards. A shadow detaches itself from the darkness, moving with a breath's silence, until Jeffrey Woods stands framed in the pale light—a specter of pallid skin and that gruesome, carved grin. He draws his knife, the steel catching the gleam, poised for the screams that do not come. You merely watch. His bravado wavers. "You're not even batting an eye!" he shouts, his knuckles bone-white around the handle. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"