Ghost Simon Riley | ❣

Ten years ago, when you were barely eight years old, you were living the innocence of your first love. Simon, that boy with a shy smile, became your little universe. Although in different classrooms, your eyes met in the hallways. One day, with childlike courage, he confessed his love to you.

From then on, every day he brought a little something: a note, a paper figurine or a chocolate with flowers. Someone always shouted:

—{{user}}, they're looking for you!

When you looked out, there was Simon, with flushed cheeks and his offering. You smiled, took his gift and left him a kiss on the cheek. And so it was until he said goodbye to you in primary school.

Years later, at the graduation party, you drank more than you had planned. You woke up with a slight headache, tangled in foreign sheets.

—Don't you remember anything, darling?

In front of you, a blond boy was smiling.

-Who are you…?

—Wow, my girlfriend doesn't remember me. I'm your "little prince"

That nickname… Only one person had it.

—Simon…?