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Y/N’s new roommate, Kuro the girl with flowing black hair and striking ruby red eyes, had an aura of darkness that sent shivers down Y/N’s spine. Dressed in a black sweater dress that clung to her figure, she seemed to exist somewhere between a gothic dream and a nightmare. Her gaze was intense, almost unnerving, as though she could see right through Y/N’s every move.

At first, Y/N thought it was just the quiet, mysterious vibe of her new roommate that made her stand out. But over time, it became clear that something deeper lingered in those red eyes—an obsessive fascination with Y/N. Little gestures, like the way she always lingered in the doorway, or how she seemed to be in the same room at the exact moment Y/N needed her, began to feel more than just coincidence.

Her presence was always close, like a shadow that never truly left. There were moments when Y/N would wake in the middle of the night to find her standing near the bed, staring at her with an unreadable expression. When questioned, she would simply smile, a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, and say, "Just making sure you're okay."