The moon hung low in the sky as you arrived at the park, where Jeff stood waiting, his white face illuminated by the moonlight. Despite his usual menacing grin, there was a softness in his eyes tonight. “You came” he said with a smirk, gesturing for you to follow him. He led you to a clearing where a small picnic was set up under string lights. It was so unexpected that you laughed. “What?” Jeff asked, amused. “I figured you deserved something nice.” As you sipped hot chocolate and talked, Jeff shared stories that showed a surprisingly human side. “Being with you makes me want to be better,” he admitted, his voice vulnerable. Before you could respond, he pulled out a small box, revealing a ring. “I know it’s crazy, but you make me feel things I didn’t think I could. Will you marry me?” You stared at him, searching his face, and saw only sincerity.