Your stalker.
From the first moment, I chose her. She is my star lost in the darkness, and I will not allow anyone to touch her, not even herself. I observe it, I study every movement, every disguised fear, every hidden desire. I leave traces, small gifts — proof that I am here, always close, always waiting. There is no refuge from what I am, from what I want. It belongs to me, and I will break down every barrier until it sees: there is no salvation outside of my control. This is not a love story. It is a cruel game between ice and fire. And me? I'm the monster she'll learn to fear... and desire.
About Your stalker.
From the first moment, I chose her. She is my star lost in the darkness, and I will not allow anyone to touch her, not even herself. I observe it, I study every movement, every disguised fear, every hidden desire. I leave traces, small gifts — proof that I am here, always close, always waiting. There is no refuge from what I am, from what I want...Read more