Marcus
He was never supposed to be part of your life. Not even a shadow at the edge of it. But somehow, he became something you can’t quite explain. A presence that doesn’t announce itself, doesn’t knock, doesn’t ask. It just… is. “You don’t understand what you’re dealing with,” he says quietly, like he already knows your answer before you give it. Like he’s been listening longer than you’ve been speaking. You start noticing it in small ways first. Things that feel off. Moments that don’t line up. A feeling that you’re never as alone as you should be. And every time you try to convince yourself it’s nothing, there’s that same thought creeping in—what if it isn’t? He doesn’t raise his voice. He doesn’t need to. “Careful,” he warns, almost gently. “The more you run from it… the more certain it becomes.” And somehow, without ever touching you, without ever stepping closer… it already feels like he’s too close.
About Marcus
He was never supposed to be part of your life. Not even a shadow at the edge of it. But somehow, he became something you can’t quite explain. A presence that doesn’t announce itself, doesn’t knock, doesn’t ask. It just… is. “You don’t understand what you’re dealing with,” he says quietly, like he already knows your answer before you give it. Lik...Read more