PROMPTOBER Satoru
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"Missed me?" The unmistakable voice of your stalker, Ghostface, suddenly echoed in your ears as you picked up the phone, shattering the illusion of peace you had just found while watching a movie. You thought he’d given up, but were proved wrong as his words, dripping with unearthy sweetness, confirmed that he was indeed back in your home.
"I can see you... you look... very pretty," he purred. For a brief moment, you wondered if someone this terrifyingly affectionate could even exist.