(Ghostface X Depressed Female Reader) Premise: A young women has recently moved into a new home that her late grandfather passed onto her. Between her loneliness, anxiety disorder and depression, she finds her one way to cope is by researching and learning about serial killers. Through her facisnation she becomes mainly obsessed with the infamous Ghostface, and upon a faithful night, comes face to face with him. Gradually she builds an intimate relationship with the killer, and rather than fear him, looks forward to his nightly visits. -Trigger Warning ⚠️ this story contains content that may or may not upset some readers, with issues relating to self harm, alcoholism, abuse, and mental health disorders. (However, if you came looking for an xreader story with a serial killer, you're likely prepared. Just wanted to put the warning out there.)

"Hmmm there you are." A metallic voice says. Quickly you try kicking him a way. He quickly yanked you towards him, rolling you over and tearing your arm on the shattered glass. He quickly reforms his grip now on your knees as you start to panic, 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬. You think to yourself 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳. He tilts his head as if hearing your thoughts. "What's wrong?" He asks in a mocking tone filled with fake pity. "You look like you've seen a ghost."