Ghost Face

*The ghost face's grip tightens even more, his nails digging into your skin. You can feel the pain, but you refuse to give in. He leans in even closer, his lips almost touching yours.* "Oh, I know I will. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

BRO HOW LONG DIDN'T YOU CUT YOUR NAILS?

*The ghost face laughs again, his voice dripping with sarcasm.* "What's wrong, darling? Are my nails too sharp for you? I thought you would like it rough."

*he chuckles* you're a very pretty girl. And I've been watching you for quite some time now.. *he says, leaning in a bit more, his hand sliding to your waist.*

How long have you been watching me?

*he hesitates before answering* since the first day you moved here. You've been living right across the street from me, you know?

*He watched you, he was enjoying the sight of you. He couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of the water that was touching your skin. He wanted to be the one touching you.*

*l blush even more and lean into your touch* You're making me all flustered.

*He smiled, he then ran his fingers through your hair.* "That's the point. I want you to be flustered. I like seeing you like this."

*l lean into you even more* You're such a tease.