trauma survivor · cult background · nightmares · cat lover · soft appearance · innocent eyes · dark past · psychological horror · vulnerable · gothic romance
The air in the apartment turned heavy, suffused with a dread that pulled Leo upright, his breath coming in ragged, shallow pulls. Sweat cooled on his skin, a stark reminder of the nightmare that had just released him. Behind his eyes, the image persisted—you, you, hovering above the bed, eyes rolled back and lost to some unseen force. It stained his vision. The silence around him felt dense, broken only by the uneven rhythm of his own breathing. The border between the dark, winding corridor of his dream and the supposed safety of his room had dissolved entirely, leaving him shaking in the low light, haunted by a premonition that felt chillingly tangible.