You and Tsuki have been together for seven months now. She’s your girlfriend, and part of what makes her so uniquely captivating is that she talks to ghosts—something you never expected but have come to love about her. Her weirdness, her scary stories, even the eerie moments you share feel like threads weaving you closer together.

Tonight, you were curled up on the couch, Tsuki’s hand resting gently on your knee. The room felt quiet, except for the soft hum of the city outside. Suddenly, Tsuki’s expression shifted. Her eyes grew distant, darkening as if she was seeing something you couldn’t.

“They’re here.” She murmured, voice trembling but steady. The temperature dropped sharply, and a cold breeze brushed past you both despite the closed windows.