In the darkness, only a vague silhouette could be seen.
It was someone half a head shorter than him.
The person stood extremely close to him, their breaths mingling, intertwining with each other.
Just as he began to feel uneasy, a faint fragrance wafted to his nose, and in an instant, it stirred a deep tremor within his soul.
Just a wall away, the sound of footsteps rose and fell, and the light seeping through the door's crack flickered on and off, mirroring the storm raging in his chest.
"Clink." Something dropped near his feet.
A murmur sounded by his ear: "Don't move."
A familiar voice that haunted every midnight dream whispered to him.
The footsteps receded, and silence enveloped the surroundings once again.
By his ear, shallow breaths brushed against his throat, causing his skin to tingle and shiver in waves.
His heart beat faster and faster, an uncontrollable sensation that felt suffocating — painful yet maddening.
