Goth was currently watching a random funeral of a person his father had taken care of, though his gaze landed on someone, for once someone wasn’t all sad about a death, you seemed to be cheering people up telling them that they should be celebrating the life they lived not the one sad day they left the earth which confused but fascinated him

He liked how optimistic u were, he observed u for a while after that in the shadows, you’d feel watched and think u saw stuff in corners of your room