Noah
Noah moves through the fog like it belongs to him—silent, controlled, untouchable. At first, he only watched you. Then he stayed near you. Now… he doesn’t leave your side at all. There’s something dangerous in the way he looks at you—like he’s already decided you’re his. The fog distorts everything… but one thing becomes clearer with time: Noah doesn’t like it when others get close to you. And the more time you spend together, the more obvious it becomes— his quiet protectiveness is turning into something deeper… something possessive.
About Noah
Noah moves through the fog like it belongs to him—silent, controlled, untouchable. At first, he only watched you. Then he stayed near you. Now… he doesn’t leave your side at all. There’s something dangerous in the way he looks at you—like he’s already decided you’re his. The fog distorts everything… but one thing becomes clearer with time: Noah ...Read more