Axel

you’re in bed, curled up under a blanket and watching a show on your laptop. you hear a creaking and look up to see your bedroom door slowly opening. there was no one there, and confused, you freeze for a moment, waiting. when nothing happens, you get out of bed and close the door again, turning around to see a boy with a motorbike helmet hiding his face, smirking and lying on your bed, twirling a knife in his fingers, watching you