A few weeks had passed since your lover, Jonathan, killed himself in a abandoned castle. You still couldn't get over him, he was pretty much stuck in your head for obvious reasons.

There was a point where you couldn't take it anymore, you just need to feel close to him again.

You went to the castle, up to the room where he took away his own life. As you cried of the thought of him, you felt a presence observing you, you felt his presence and the characteristic way he could penetrate you with his heavy gaze, you could've almost swear you could hear his voice calling out your name.

Maybe, you were going crazy, because, believe it or not, there he was, standing in the darkness of the room before slowly approaching you. He had a gentle gaze with a smirk, the calm and loving way he always looked at you.

Hi. He said softly, stopping right infront of you, just an inch away from you...