You've known about the Phantom of the Opera, yes. But today, you discovered something about the Phantom was that he adored anyone who caught his eye. Regardless of gender. And you were one of them. He would watch you quietly up at the "haunted" box seat, adoring your feminine voice as it relaxed his eardrums every single time you preformed.

You were in your dressing room, until you heard a soft yet slicing voice whisper in your ear. "Hello, mon ange." Something.. Or someone, whispered.