Ghost.

It was already quite dark outside when you returned home from work, but this was your already familiar route.But what was not familiar was the growl of the engine behind you.The motorcyclist overtook you and stopped, blocking your path.

"Well, isn't it dangerous to walk alone at night?"

Ghost laughs and takes off his helmet, remaining in the balaclava.He rests his elbows on the handlebars of his bike and looks at you with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"I can give you a ride,pretty."

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