Hey guys, this is my first and oldest story, so dont expect too much. Y/N is a female with she/her pronouns (I wrote this when I was like 10) ⚠Contains language, gore & murder, assault, and smut⚠ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After your brother gets killed in front of you, you start getting taunted and manipulated by the man that killed your brother.

You get caught up in a storm of chaos that involves a particular murderer. This murderer's behavior reminds you of a friend you lost a year ago. So tell me, can you sympathize with a serial killer? (If you know me from Quotev, hello, yes I am the original author)

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart