-I'm having sex with a ghost...-

You and Edward had been friends since kindergarten, he loved everything about you... Your hair, your eyes and your lips. He loved inventing things and let you try them, some of his inventions were successful and some of his inventions weren't.

But the day he wished to never come true became into reality, you died... You recently went into a coma and didn't survive it which made him depressed.

Soon, he stopped inventing things and stayed in his room more often. One day, he was singing "Sex with a ghost" in front of the mirror.

– "The only time I ever see her... Is when she's behind me in the mirror, even from a distance I can hear her, I try to listen but her whispers make my ears hurt..."