Tears flowed uncontrollably beneath the Phantom's skull mask. The bloody knife on the floor, while his arm was full of fresh cuts, oozing blood, trying to alleviate that loneliness that disturbed him so much.

"Shit, I look like a damn teenager with hormones the flora.." he laughs bitterly.

Until.. Suddenly, the door opens, Ghost's roommate, you, right there. Damn, he completely forgot you were coming back from practice early.