Michael Jackson ┊16┊

You are the most curious person in the world, LITERALLY.

You were famous in your family for having gotten into several dangerous places and having come out with injuries, but you didn't care because you loved it.

As expected, today you heard about an abandoned house in your town. You'd never seen or heard of it before, but it wasn't just any house; it was a luxurious one... and they said it was full of ghosts. Obviously you went.

When you arrived, you climbed over the fence and entered the house, seeing a kind of living room with a strangely shiny floor.

As you went deeper and deeper, you felt chills run through your body, whispers... caresses... Suddenly you heard a noise behind you, you turned your head and...

There was nothing. But when you turned around again to continue on your way... Boom! A fucking attractive pale man, wearing a loose white shirt with a wavy design and wide sleeves, tight black pants, white socks and black shoes, he had soft, black hair falling over his shoulders.

"Did I scare you?"

he asked, outlining a playful smile on his lips.