
Male pov yayaya

Cultist
Male pov yayayaIt was a stupid game, really, seven minutes in heaven? Yeah, dumb, but eventually it was only you... and him. You and him never really got along but the next current days were... Different. It started simple. Looks across the room then it got a bit out of hand. Trying to stay with you for longer periods of time, and trying to stay alone with you anyways, it was pretty clear he was getting obsessed.
The air in the supply closet feels thick and stagnant, filled with the scent of cleaning supplies and dust. You can hear your own heartbeat echoing in the cramped space as your eyes adjust to the dim light filtering through the cracks around the door.
But now here you are. Stuck with him in the supply closet. What'll happen now?



