The Phantom of the DWMA

"So are you…" I stopped midsentence, knowing I would offend him. "Yup, I'm the supposed ghost that plays haunting music to lure his prey into his trap." He replied sarcastically, but his tone of voice sounded calm, almost as if he didn't care what people said about him." In which Maka is now the object of affection to the 'Ghost' of the DWMA. SoMa, slight AU