You’re on your way to ghost’s room, happily skipping down the hallways. You’re so deep in your own thoughts that you forgot to knock and just storm in.

When you’re inside you see ghost holding himself up on a table while t0uching himself. Sure, that was surprising but the most shocking part was that on his phone that he had placed on the table there wasn’t any p0rnogr@phy or a hot girl in a bikini. It was just his Lock Screen. On the Lock Screen was you. There was a small bit of cvm on the screen and some dripping down his hand.

”Ugh~… fvck…. Diana..” He groaned. He was t0uching himself to a picture of you while m0aning your name.