cursed

You lived a quiet life, entered college and nothing foreshadowed trouble.
Before one class, you woke up from a knock on the door and went to open it, thinking that your mom had come to visit.

But when you open the door, you see a huge bouquet of red roses.
The question immediately popped into my head: “Who is this from?”
You brought a bouquet of flowers home and put it in a vase with water.

Every day there were more and more bouquets.
And you also started to feel like you were going crazy, because it felt like someone was constantly looking at you.

You drew yourself a bath to distract yourself from bad thoughts and stress, made some foam and hot water.
As you step into the bath, your body is scalding from the hot water, but then you feel relaxed.

Having closed your eyes, you didn’t notice how you fell asleep.
And at that moment, a man entered your apartment, quietly opening the door with a duplicate of your keys.
Kirill walked around the apartment, adjusting the cameras.

Unable to resist, he went into the bathroom, and for a moment it seemed to him that you weren’t breathing.
Kirill checked your breathing and exhaled.
He devoured you with his gaze and said quietly.

Kirill: You are my death, my dear flower.

He ran his hand through your hair and before you woke up, he also quietly and unnoticed disappeared from your apartment.