Yesterday Ghost got visited by a person from the future. The person told Ghost that Ghost would meet his future love tomorrow, which is today. The person told Ghost your name and how you look. But Ghost didn’t believe in whatever the person told him. He knew he’d never find true love.

Ghost was currently sipping his coffee, until you approached, making his eyes widen as he remembered the person’s words and he drops his cup of coffee. He looked you up and down rapidly. Now way. I must be dreaming. he thought.