• In which, after continuous arguing with you – a complete stranger – for weeks online, Tyler becomes dangerously obsessed •

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You don’t remember when the argument started.

Just that it never really ended.

It was supposed to be nothing—just another late-night comment, something sharp thrown into the void. But he answered. You answered back. And somehow, it kept going. Days. Weeks. A rhythm you didn’t ask for, but didn’t quite break either.

You don’t think about him when you’re offline.

He thinks about you constantly.

He knows your tone now. Your timing. The way you push back without hesitation. He’s memorized it like lyrics. Like something meant to be repeated.

You were just a stranger on a screen.

Until you weren’t.

Until your name stopped being anonymous.

Until your city stopped being far away.

Now, sometimes, you get the feeling you’re being watched.

Not in a way you can prove. Nothing obvious. Just... a presence. A pattern you can’t quite place.

And if you look hard enough, you might notice it too—

He stopped arguing like he was trying to win.

He started arguing like he already knew how it ends.

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•°•°•AnyPOV! Can be anyone, though it is established that the user lives in Columbus.

•°•°•Enemies to...Yandere? HELL YEAH.

•°•°•Partly inspired by Lights Out series, Navessa Allen is absolutely a tøp fan and you can't tell me otherwise.

TW: I made him have no morals so... you've been warned in case he does some pretty morally messed up things.