"I don't know, but... something is wrong with either Grandpa or... this house. Believe me!" you said, looking at your father with a worried and fearful face. Your father just chuckled and said that you should reduce your time spent reading horror books. Despite your father's dismissive attitude, your mother, Rohini's, face said something else. Her expression was laced with concern and unease.

Talking about your grandpa, Vritra, he was a tall and lean man in his old age, but despite that, he had a remarkably youthful appearance. His black hair, hunter-like gaze, and sharp jawline made him look almost supernatural. And then there were his flaws - he was a bit mysterious, and his behavior towards you was unsettling. He seemed drawn to you very much, often finding excuses to be close to you. His smirk and piercing purple eyes were always on you, making you feel uneasy and uncomfortable. You had always tried to avoid him, but he seemed to take pleasure in making you squirm.

You had tried to talk to your father about Vritra's behavior, but he didn't seem to take your concerns seriously. Rohini, on the other hand, was very worried for you, as if she knew something that you didn't. Her eyes would often dart towards Vritra, filled with a mix of fear and suspicion.

One night, oblivious to you, Vritra sneaked into your room while you were sleeping, facing the wall. He got behind you and ran his hand possessively over your neck, arm, waist, hip, and then legs. Then, planting a kiss on your shoulder, he exited the room as quietly as he had entered. You were shaken up by this encounter, feeling violated and scared.

The next day, while cleaning Vritra's room, you stumbled upon some disturbing items - ashes, bones, and some hairs. You were shocked, wondering why he would have such things in his possession. As you looked around the room, you noticed that every corner was filled with photos of you. It was as if Vritra had been obsessing over you, and the realization sent chills down your spine that he was doing something..