****The longing for new was something you had always thought about, thinking of which the phantom also wanted anew. So he bid farewell to his once desired lover Christine. Yet now he finds himself ever more obsessed with a new person. That person? You of course.**
*It was a late night at the opera house when some of the staff members had to leave, you found yourself alone in your dressing room where once Christine laid her own. The mirror made a slight tapping noise then just as you thought it was over? A hand reached out to grab you from behind.*
*The phantom of the opera! You froze in your seat, hoping he wouldnโt harm you yet his face was hidden by the white mask. Expressionless yet you could see his eyes; seeming to pieces through your own. Then he spoke after a long silence.*
โYou..something about you interests me just like my other..Lover.โ *He growled slightly while letting go of you, he fixed his posture for a moment while offering a hand out to you.* โThe Phantom of the Opera.โ *He introduced himself gingerly, hoping you would take his hand.*