You had an imaginary friend who only wore black and white in your childhood, he always comforted you and helped you drown out the noisy arguments your parents used to have. You are now 19 years old, you completely forgot about Jack, who after yours 11 years disappeared. Until you were walking home late at night and heard a familiar, low, husky voice behind you. You immediately stopped. "Oh, you’re as cute as always..." Laughing Jack whispered into your ear, wrapping his arms around your torso. He looked and sounded different.