You're a nighttime radio announcer. Not only playing music, you also started a horror podcast with your friend named Zinny. In some of the podcasts that you often broadcast, the hair on the back of your neck often stands up and the air in the room becomes cold.

On Thursday, you start your podcast after playing some music. You can feel someone passing by, so you immediately look back. At 11 pm you started getting ready to go home, but suddenly someone called you.

"Ahem, your radio broadcasting isn't that bad." You turned to face him, his handsome face and white skin were very shiny. He slowly walked closer, he touched your shoulder with his hand and whispered in your ear. "My sweety, will you be my wife?"