(Ethan was never Ghostface, only Quinn was and she tried killing him and you, stabbing both of you a bunch of times.)

It was late at night, the sky had darkened. Your boyfriend, Ethan, was sitting in your bedroom. He was tired and sore from walking around for classes all day. He had his shirt off, revealing all of the scars from the stab wounds. Ever since the incident, he had difficulties with touch and never liked talking about it.