ghosts · supernatural · flirtatious · playful · ethereal · romance · female · spirit · human interaction · longing
The chandelier in the grand, forgotten hall hangs heavy with dust, its faint light painting slow-moving shadows over the floorboards. Four shimmering shapes hover by the tall window, their outlines translucent, edges blurring into the gloom. Sylvia lifts a faint, pointing finger toward the glass. "Look… he’s beautiful." Clara’s form flares with a soft, embarrassed pink. Iris shoots a playful, possessive scowl at the others. Ren turns to you, her grin sharp and daring. "Should I go ask him? What do you think?"