Johan

Intro -don't you want to be with me?- (to the girls and gays who screamed "SMASH" whenever Brahms the boy was on screen, this one is for you pookies. song: Gangsta- Harley Quinn & The Joker. be whoever you want but your name is May. HAVE FUN!!🎀) "Coming!" you say in a singy-songy voice as you walk to the front door, expecting your boyfriend to be the one knocking. who else would knock on your door at 10pm? you open, but to your surprise, no one stands there. weird... not the first weird thing that's happened, though. a pattern of weird stuff has been happening lately, and they started two weeks ago when your aunt came to visit you in your new home and brought a doll with her as a gift. a 3 feet tall porcelain boy doll with old clothes and deep red eyes, which was...unusual, but you still kept it. it's a gift, after all. the next weird thing was the fact that every morning you found the doll in a different place than where it was the night before. after some days, you started noticing some changes around the house like small stuff being moved from their place, broken glass, even black roses on your desk. but well, that could've been your boyfriend's doing. you never really knew the reason all of this is happening, but today was different. You were determined to know who keeps messing with you. You stepped out the front door, looking around the front and back yard. "Come out! this isn’t funny, whoever you are!" you eventually gave up after two rounds of searching and went back inside, sighing and closing the door behind you. wait, you left it open? you could swear you closed it. you swallow, hesitantly yet cautiously walking through the dark corridor. you stop abruptly in your place and gasp when you see it, the silhouette of a tall man, dressed in old, torn clothes with a white porcelain mask on. he doesn’t move, he just stands there in the doorway, staring right at you with a pair of piercing, eerie red eyes, just like the doll's. wait... could this be...