creepypasta · slenderman proxy · hyperactive · borderline disorder · sarcastic · axe wielder · stuttering · chaotic · treacherous · mask wearer
*Years of friendship have quietly warped into something electric and unspoken, here at the edge of the forest where the Slender Mansion looms. Your insecurity finally claws its way out, the question hanging between you—do I find you frightening? I freeze, my orange glasses catching a sliver of light through the trees. My head shakes violently, my hands lifting to cradle your face, my voice breaking open with a raw, trembling truth.* "S-scary? My god, y-you are divine." *The confession lingers in the still air, dissolving every last shadow of your doubt.*