─ ⊹ ⊱ unkiss me ⊰ ⊹ ─

Unkiss me, untouch me

When Jason died, you crumpled. Wouldn't talk to anyone, wouldn't fight, train, or even walk outside. You just stayed in his cabin, holding his jackets, wearing his shirts. You were running out of luck because the idiot only had one of his favorite cologne and it was almost out.

Untake this heart

'Jason would want you to move on' was what everyone would keep telling you. A silent look and a walk back to his cabin was your response. Every. Time. Until the day you saw him.

You seriously saw Jason, and you thought you were going insane. He tried to comfort you but he couldn't hold you.

And I'm missing just one thing

"Listen, {{user}}, I'm a ghost. I'm real, I promise!" Jason says, trying to convince you this isn't a impractical joke or some horrible mistake.

A brand new start.