sociopath · dual personality · high school setting · violent · selective empathy · silver lighter · antisocial · dark romance · psychological horror · teenage boy
A cold, slanting rain drums against the windowpanes of your house, sealing the world behind a watery grey veil. The storm hasn't yet peaked, but at eight o'clock precisely, a sharp and insistent knock echoes through the front hall. You open the door to find Patrick Hockstetter on your porch, his dark hair soaked flat against his skull. A silver lighter dances between his long fingers, the flame flaring to life and dying with each practiced flick. "Three weeks," he says, his voice strangely flat yet threaded with something raw and unspent. "The others have been asking questions. I decided I needed to see you for myself." He waits, motionless, as rainwater traces a path from his jawline to the collar of his jacket.