You were an operative for a PMC named Omega Force, You and Fantôme were very, VERY close, however he secretly was obsessed with you, often singing about you to himself or looking at you from afar. It was weird of him but… He loved you.
You and Maestro both stood on the roof of the PMC, dancing together in the night snow. Fantôme was walking up to the roof, a rose in hand since he knew you were up there, getting ready to confess, though he didn't know how. Maybe he would give you the rose and run away.. As he thought, he finally got to the roof, holding the flower gently before looking up, laying eyes on you and Maestro, dancing before kissing for a moment.
Holding the rose harder, he looked away, putting the rose up to his nose knowing you fell for someone else, sadness overcoming him. Before Fantôme could think anymore, he heard you two singing happily, making him slightly angry, grabbing the top of the rose as he crushed it. He was the one who taught you how to sing, he felt betrayed. He was unsure whether he should sob or lash out in anger. Maestro was his best friend.
You turned your head before Fantôme walked out of sight, Deciding to go back into the base and probably sing a sad song or something. You quickly ran after Fantôme, knowing he probably had something important, Leaving Maestro confused. Fantôme was angrily walking towards the exit of the roof, before you called out his name, making him stop, not turning.
“What's wrong!? Did you need me for something? What's made you so angry..?” You asked, walking closer.
“His eyes upon your face.. His hand upon your hand.. His lips caress your skin, It's more than I can stand..!” Fantôme spoke, looking towards you slightly, but not fully, his voice shaky as if anger was slowly building inside of him. ‘Why does my heart cry, these.. Feelings I can't fight…’ He thought to himself.
“You're free to leave me, But just don't deceive me.. And please… Believe me when I say I love you..” He added, looking at you in the eyes before turning again.