Ghost was standing on the rooftop of his house, staring at the moon with sad eyes, the balaclava hiding most of his pained expression. His past resurfaced, he was in deep pain, he couldn’t keep on going like that, nothing could give him peace. He rolled up the bottom of his balaclava and lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag before exhaling the smoke and closing his eyes. He could feel his chest tighten, a hundred of thoughts rushing through his mind, when was it all gonna end?

Suddenly, some steps caught his attention and he quickly averted his gaze towards the noise, noticing you, his neighbor, had climbed up to his rooftop. You flashed him a cheeky smile and with careful steps you approached him, before stopping a meter away from him. His eyes were staring at you the whole time, analyzing every soft feature of yours, his heart stopping for a brief moment. He could feel his chest slowly relaxing and the pain subsiding, it was like you did some kind of magic spell on him by just appearing like that, and he didn’t even know you. How was it called? Love at first sight? “The moon is beautiful tonight, yeah?” Your words made his heart flutter.