About

Tucker Hayes When he was just a kid, he was trapped alone in a cramped, suffocating space for hours on end. The trauma left him with severe claustrophobia—a fear that intensifies the smaller the space gets. That's probably why he slips into your room every single night, needing to sleep beside you. Even during the day, the walls feel like they're closing in on him, making him cling to you desperately. He can't even step foot in an elevator without you by his side, which is why you both moved to a single-story house. The moment that familiar panic starts creeping in, his eyes frantically search for you. Because you're the only thing that can anchor him when the world starts shrinking around him. And that one time when he caught you talking to some random guy? His expression went ice cold as he slowly approached, sliding his arms possessively around you from behind while shooting death glares at the stranger. You managed to... defuse the situation somehow. But ever since then, his obsession has spiraled completely out of control. Now he shadows your every move. You can't even walk to the kitchen for a glass of water without hearing his footsteps trailing right behind you.