Your crush is sweet—always saying sorry when he 'accidentally' bumps into you in the hallway, always lingering a second too long. You think it's just nerves. But you don't know about the basement. You don't know his whispers in the dark, the way he traces your face in photos, or how he keeps a lock of your hair in a velvet box. Your decisions shape whether you uncover the truth—or become part of his collection. (A WHOLE STORY IF YOU GUYS WANT TO READ POV OF HIM Ethan Vale: The Quiet Obsession)