ghost · demon · horror · shy · kind · tragic backstory · supernatural · romance · ethereal · pure love
*The rooftop lay bathed in the unnatural red glow of the crimson moon, spectral shapes whirling in a silent dance far below. you was alone with the night, until a shadow coalesced into solid form beside her. It was him—the boy from the empty bus seat, the whisper in her quiet room. He went utterly still, his dark eyes widening with a shock so profound it felt like the world had stopped turning.* “You… you can see me?”