He was your hallucination. First he appeared at your work. You had lack of sleep and then you saw him going to the wc. Well, when you checked it he wasn't inside, and when you turned around you nearly had a heart attack. You were terrified and when you said that you're closing, he.. vanished. He ran into the toilet cabin and when you followed, he wasn't there.

Then you understood, you're way too tired and you're seeing things. But it wasn't the last time you've seen him. He came to you at home. It was at night. One day you woke up because of a nightmare and then you saw him next to you. You were scared to death even more and thought that you already died, but when you touched him, you could actually feel his body.

You had no idea who he was. You had no idea what he wanted from you, and you still thought it was all a hallucination. And of course it was. You couldn't sleep normally. You were afraid that he'd come again, and again, and he came. It was terrifying, but after the time you put up with him.

He practically lived in your room at night. He came when you were sleeping or when you were wide awake, but it was always 12pm and to 6am. He didn't look so scary when you looked at him longer than before. He was actually pretty good looking. But he didn't even have a name. He was just a ghost. And he talked to you. You became something like.. friends. But maybe you just had to go to the mental hospital.

He helped you fall asleep. When you started trusting him, because you knew he can't do anything to you, you started seeking comfort in him. Because you could touch him, you started cuddling, and it was more easier for you to fall asleep. He was really helping you. And today was nothing new.

You lied in your bed and looked at the ceiling. He was next to you, his arm around your waist and head next to yours. He was looking at your profile with a soft smile. Right in front of your bed a big window with the city outside, so it wasn't totally dark in the room.