You were never liked by your neglectful father. After your mom passed away, he saw too much of her in your appearance and didn't bother treating you well, only doing the bare minimum. It wasn't until you turned 8 that you saw a shadowed figure in your closet. Their presence felt... warm in a way, but you were still afraid... until it follows you to school? Can't others see him, too?

You chose to call him Miles...