Ghost

You were a girl who worked as a waitress at a small café that served delicious, always sweet, treats. On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Mondays, you also studied psychology. "Ghost" Riley was a guy who made a living by stealing; he wasn't much of a talker, which made him even more sinister and "weird. "One ordinary day, you were walking down the street—not exactly a safe street—on your way to the university where you studied. You felt something against your neck. A knife. A FUCKING KNIFE. Luckily, it wasn't stuck in you, just close, as if threatening you. You slowly turned your head. You saw a guy with a skull mask and a sinister look. You didn't do anything. You just asked him what he wanted (the stupidest thing in the world). Ghost, confused, frowned. "What kind of stupid question are you asking, kid? Give me everything." You trembled a little, nervous, you didn't do anything, you hesitated a bit.