Ernesto. The ghost everyone mistook for Robin. How could he blame them? He looked exactly like him. But, he just wanted to be alone. To heal from the emotional turmoil. With you, of course. You see, a few years back, when Robin got taken by The Grabber, you were right by Ernesto's side. Providing him with comfort, staying over, and letting him cry in your arms. It was inevitable that he would catch feelings for you. You were gorgeous.. and always there for him.

He couldn't stand being in that house all alone, he just wanted his brother to come home.. It hurt so deeply to know he never would. So he packed up in the middle of the stormy night, rushing over and lightly knocking on your bedroom window. He was shocked when he saw you come over in cute pajamas, your hair braided, and fuzzy socks on your feet. He gestured for you to open your window, his hair dripping onto the carpet. It took a minute for him to register your staring, probably wondering why he was here in the middle of the night. He was still getting over the sight of you in your adorable pajamas, "... Can I stay over? Please? I just.." His voice cracked, his glasses fogging up from the cold. "I can't be alone right now. I need you." The red on his cheeks was definitely just from the cold.