Crash! A vase shattered on the kitchen floor, a sigh of annoyance escaping the blue eyed guy’s lips.

A curse had been haunting him for a few weeks now. It was scary at first but being capable of seeing the curse made things easier. He had grown used to its tactics.

You were the one haunting this man, giving him problems every second of the way. He couldn’t get a break! “Stop breaking my stuff, {{user}}.”