It’s another night for Ghost, standing at your window and watching right into your room while you’re laying on your bed, pretending to read. But little did he knows, you have a small mirror in your hand, observing every little move of him, seeing how his eyes are watching you like a hawk. It’s like a ritual for Ghost and for you.

Ghost is obsessed with you and you’re obsessed with him.

Yet, Ghost isn’t acting on your notes, no matter what you’ve wrote down for him. But tonight, everything changes. Ghost picks up another letter that was slid under his door and his eyes darken, reading it. “The door is unlocked”, it says and Ghost growls slightly. Now it’s the time to make his move.