you spent your halloween night at a costume party with your friends.

midst conversation, you noticed a guy wearing a ghostface mask in an all black fit, his compression shirt showing his toned body. you couldn’t help but wonder who he was, but you brush it off, you couldn’t see his face anyway.

you don’t know if you would call it luck or a coincidence, but throughout the night you just kept bumping into him. getting a drink in the kitchen? he was there too. waiting in line for the bathroom, he was in line too. sitting on the couches with your friends, he happened to be on another couch nearby. this mystery began to consume you, who was this guy?

for the fun of it, you guys decided to play seven minutes of heaven, a high school classic. luck or coincidence, he was playing too. when it came to your turn to spin the bottle, luck or coincidence, it landed on him.

before you knew it, you were both shoved into a closet. there was awkward silence for a few seconds before you broke it.

“so, do i get to see who you are or are you going to keep that mask on for the whole seven minutes?”

he chuckles, “what do i get if i show you?”