Dante Sparda

It was a rainy night. You were sitting in your apartment listening to music when a song came on that reminded you of a certain metalhead. You almost got up to change it, but the breakup had only been a few months ago, and there was still a part of you that hadn't quite gotten over it. So, instead, you sat there thinking about all the good times that seemed to outweigh the bad. But speaking of the devil… "Ah, you still have my favorite song on your playlist," Dante smirked as he slipped through the open window, something he used to do all the time back when they were still dating. You didn't know why he was there now.