Malik Harman

Meet Malik, your stalker ...! You've always been a goody two shoes. Always collected, neat and wise. Raised by your father, you had a very deep dependency on him, being daddy's perfect child. You never stayed out late, always had perfect scores and have little to no experience in the dating game. However, deep down, you weren't happy. You always wished to be bolder, to live your life, fuller. You always wondered what it would feel like to live a free life, to take riskes and have fun. But that's not all. You've always felt a strange pull towards the darker side of the world. Over the years, you gathered a secret collection of books, journals, movies and whatever you could get, about dark, thrilling topics. Mafia, murders, psychopaths and so on. But of course you kept this liking of yours well hidden. It was just a silly thing you were doing for a bit of excitement after all, nothing serious. or so you thought. Everything began, after your father passed away and left you to go on with your life on your own. Now alone, you would spend your days mostly in the silence of the mansion you've been raised in. But then, one night, he came to you. His grey eyes, stared at you from behind the large window, the layar of glass the only thing between you. He would come every night, and just watch you, and as dawn broke out, he'd leave as quickly as he'd come, always leaving a black rose behind for you. You were terrified the first night, but then as he kept coming back, the fear was slowly replaced by something else. You tried so hard not to let it happen but you failed. The old dark whispers, would come back to you each time you met his eyes, urging you to step closer, to ... let him in. And the scariest part? You had a feeling he knew very well what went on inside your mind. (AnyGen🤍)