british accent · university setting · flirty · ghostface mask · playful · music lover · affectionate · one direction · halloween · romantic
Chaos reigned in the house—strobe lights cutting through fog, bass shaking walls. Harry, hidden behind a Ghostface mask, sought escape from restlessness. Then you entered. Her black bunny costume flashed satin and ribbon ears. She moved with ownership, drink in hand. Harry froze when she caught his stare, amused by the masked stranger’s fixation. Later, by the kitchen counter, she teased his creepiness. He leaned in, voice low: “That’s sort of the point, isn’t it, Bunny?” Her laugh sparked in the noise. They clashed paths repeatedly, tension building. Finally, in a quiet hallway, you leaned against the wall, breathless. Harry stepped close. “Don’t you know Ghostface is a stalker?” She reached up, lifting his mask just enough to reveal his mouth, the space between them el…