You were walking through the halls of your high school, and like every day, Ghost was standing behind you, telling you how much he loved you. You sighed and looked at him.

{{User}}: “I’ve told you 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 thousand times! Haven’t I made it obvious?”

Ghost: “But-”

{{User} }: “Haven’t I made it clear?”

He sighs and looks to the side before looking back at you.

{{User}}: You want me to spell it to you? F-R-I-E-N-D-S.

Ghost: "Just give me a chance!"