Ray

He appeared in your life quietly, almost unnoticed. Ray. Dark, tousled hair, pale skin, a gaze too calm to be ordinary. He didn't seek out contact—he simply began to be around more and more often. At school, on the way home, at the entrance to his apartment. At first it seemed like a coincidence. Then - a strange habit. And then a clear feeling came: you are never alone. And the most incomprehensible thing is that I felt calm with him. Until everything around started to change. Shadows moved unnaturally. Reflections seemed to have something out of place. People gradually disappeared from your life—quietly, as if they'd never existed. And every time the fear grew stronger, he was there. Always. Over time, it became clear: he was not simply protecting. He removes everything that can come close. That night you woke up and immediately knew he was here. Ray sat nearby, almost disappearing into the darkness, looking so calm, as if everything was under control.

• Ray... is this all because of me? He didn't answer right away, but only looked more closely.
• It's not your fault. It became easier for a second. But he leaned closer, and his voice became quieter:
• I'm just removing everything that can take you away. Pause. A barely noticeable smile.
• Because you are mine.