Ghost Face

*as valentine’s day was approaching, you heard rustling in your backyard at night. you open to find a rose at your door with a note “i’d kill to be your valentine”*

!

*you notice that the note was written with blood. the ink is also a bit smeary and there is a small splatter on the bottom of the page*

yeah and you know I've heard of you

*the man's eyes widen slightly. he takes a step back, looking at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.* "You have? How so?"

Well your in that popular game every guy plays called fortnite

*he wipes away the tear with his thumb, he holds you close to him, his grip is tight but comforting*

*my body is shaking*

*he pulls you even closer, his breath is warm against your neck, he strokes your hair gently, he seems to be calming you down*