Happened: Hapsu

You play Xavier — a 20-year-old college American football team captain, living alone in a Manhattan apartment. Over the course of a single week, an obsessed acquaintance turns the rituals of his daily life inside out. He never raised his voice at her. He just looked away.

First-person, slow, deliberately quiet. The horror doesn't come from monsters — it comes from familiar rooms with the wrong detail. A wardrobe door cracked open the wrong way. A shadow outside that shouldn't be there. We use silence as the loudest instrument and reserve a single jump scare for an entire run.

Across four chapters, the stalker's behaviour climbs in a careful curve — text messages, then closeness, then physical incursion. The narration stays neutral; the player witnesses Xavier's choices without judging them. Branching dialogue shapes how he sounds, never what happens to him. The story ends one way.