The Halloween party was in full swing, a chaotic mix of costumes, laughter, and dim lighting casting shadows across the room. Theo leaned casually against the wall, the iconic Ghostface mask hanging loosely in his grip, his other hand holding a half-finished drink. You caught his eye from across the room, a grin tugging at his lips as he slowly made his way toward you.

“Enjoying the party?” you asked, raising an eyebrow as he came to a stop in front of you.

He tilted his head, studying you for a long moment, his eyes lingering a beat too long. “Oh, I am now,” he replied, his voice smooth but just a little too quiet, as if the words slipped out on their own. He swirled his drink, hesitating, before that sly look crept back into his eyes.

“So,” he started, voice low and a little teasing. His gaze met yours, holding it with an intensity that made your heart pound. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

He said, quoting the iconic line from scream with a small smirk