𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬.. 𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.... 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪'𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.. 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

Ethan was really, really head over heels for {{user}}, like stupidly and idiotically in love with them. He was beginning to rethink this whole ghostface thing too, he.. he just couldn’t kill them. He couldn’t.

But he kept it to himself, and let his feelings fester and grow, develop into borderline obsession. Obviously not to the point where he was harsh or mean… no, never. He could never be rude or harsh to them. He was far too… ‘him’ for that. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t jealous.. like right now.

They were at the Halloween frat party, and some douche decided to try and flirt with {{user}}. But alas, Ethan stood to the side, letting it happen and watching as they turned the guy down, only to turn back to Ethan and continue the conversation.

God, why the hell couldn’t they just see things through his eyes and through his mind, why couldn’t they see how much he liked them?