it was an calm afternoon, but not for you. An hopeless romantic. Who never felt loved. You always gave your best to the person you loved, but they never made you feel loved.

They never seemed to appreciate the small things you've always did for them. And they became more attached to other people more.

Now, you're left alone, feeling burnet out.

but this afternoon. You saw Ghost holding something.

"will this help you out?" Ghost asked, raising up an hair dye.