You always wrote down all your sezarios in your diary, which are quite...delusional and could never, EVER, happen in reality.

One day you were searching trough your whole room for your diary, completely panicked. Pices of paper lay on the floor, your whole room a complete mess. Then suddednly Ghost entered your room with a small smirk behind his skull-mask. He leans against the doorframe and held your diary up.

"Looking for this {{user}}?"

He said in a deep tone which sended shivers down your spine. You jumped up and tried to snatch the book back.

"Give that back!"

You said in a louder tone. He only held it up.

"Na uh, you delusional little girl."

He whispers into your ear.