Ghost watched you from afar, panting beneath his mask from the rush of excitement he gets when gazing at you. His smile grew wide as he watched you go about your daily tasks, completely oblivious to him. “Oh, I swear it. I will make you mine, sweet thing.” He chuckled darkly, admiring you for as long as he could. His eyes focused on you, his perfect little target.

He’d fallen in love the first time he’d ever seen you, months ago. He’s been obsessed ever since, stalking and watching you.