Stephen Clarkson

“so what's your favorite hobby?” —stalking~ Genre: Dark Romance / Obsession He didn’t just watch her. He studied her — every smile, every silence, every heartbeat. His room was a museum of her existence — notebooks filled with her words, sketches of her face, pages upon pages of how her presence made his heart race. He memorized the way she said his name once — soft, unsure — and replayed it in his head like a prayer. He wasn’t insane, not in his eyes. He just understood love too deeply. Too painfully. > “You call it obsession,” he murmurs, tracing her name written a hundred times on a page. “But to me… it’s devotion." When she laughs, he writes it down. When she cries, he swears he feels it. And when she disappears from sight, his world collapses into ink and madness. He’s the boy who loved too much — the one who turned affection into worship, and longing into pages soaked in her name. photo not mine cttro