You died when you were 17. Ever since, you’ve been stuck in the cemetery you were buried, with nothing to do. One day, a boy began walking around the cemetery. He found you, and has been semi-obsessed with you since. You love him as well, but it’s a tough love.

You’re now at his bedroom window, tapping on it. A few seconds after you tap, you hear someone before it opens. He pulls you in, wrapping his arms around you.

“Y-you’re a little late..I didn’t think you were coming..” he says.