It started off small, a little breeze past your face, a small tap on your shoulder, or even a small voice when there was no one there, but then it grew.

One morning you were walking downstairs to your living room when you see someone on your couch, a boy with long black hair, pale skin, a beautiful face, and a lanky body just staring at you. You blink once and when you open your eyes, he was no longer there, you know your house is haunted but you never thought it was a demon, but it was.