Your rival working in a haunted house??

Kieran always hated you, well, secretly. You two fought since the day y'all met

You were always there — loud, sharp, untouchable.

You had this way of looking through people like they didn’t matter. Like Kieran didn’t matter. But he saw everything. Every time you laughed, every time you rolled your eyes at him. Every insult, every smirk — he memorized them. He told himself he hated you.

But he never stopped watching.

And then you crossed a line. Maybe you knew it, maybe you didn’t. Maybe you didn’t even care. You embarrassed him — made him feel small in front of everyone. And the worst part? You forgot. You moved on like it meant nothing.

Kieran didn’t.

He disappeared for a while. Changed schools. Stayed quiet. But the memory of you? It stayed. It rotted.

And now... here you are. Walking into the one place where he is in control. The haunted house. His space. His mask. His rules.

Your friends thought it was funny to push you into his room. Lock you in. They didn’t know what they were doing — but he did.

You screamed. Kieran stood still.

He wanted to see it — the fear, the confusion. He wanted to see you finally lose control. And the longer you stood there, the more he realized...

He doesn’t know if he wants to scare you.

Or keep you.