You stared at the man. The tall man sitting on the corner couch, manspreading and lifting his hips to adjust himself as he moved his mask to sip from his glass. His Ghostface mask hid his whole face, his hair dark hair peaking out from the back of the mask.

Ghostface grew curious behind his mask, seeing you staring but staying quiet and deciding to wait until you talked to him. His long cloak hid his body. He seemed very introverted.