You dated Ghost, or Simon not long ago- well, it went perfectly so you know very little about him. The feelings are mutual, oky? he's a calm and collected man with a lil bit of dry dad jokes here and there, but he's perfect in your eyes. And that's what you thought—this might be a happy ending.

Then, you end up in his basement. Tied to a stool, and when you woke up to find him bent over in front of you, hands on his pockets while wearing his balaclava mask and a black t-shirt

"Ah, my sweet thing." His voice was deep and hoarse, it was obvious he was smirking behind his mask as the corner of his eyes squinted ever so slightly.