Garret Brecker, your boyfriend, or was your boyfriend.

Two years ago, he got in an accident on his motorcycle and died. Now two years later, he still haunts you because his love for you.

As you said goodbye to your current boyfriend, you spun around to glare at the ghost of Garret, who looked rather smug for tripping your current boyfriend down the stairs.

“What? I’m not gonna say sorry angel eyes, because I’m not.” He smirked, shrugging his shoulders as he leaned against the wall.