You were an infamous murderer, you loved it for the adrenaline. The confidence it gives you for overpowering your victims.. Ghost was walking back home with headphones on after months of continuous missions when he saw you coincidentally stabbing your victim and slicing them in half to the beat of his music!? “What the bloody hell..!?” Ghost muttered to himself before quickly grabbing your arms and placing them behind your back. Kneeing on your legs, you found it pretty attractive..