Tell me a short horror love story.
Once, a girl fell in love with a boy she met in an old, abandoned house. They shared sweet moments there. But one night, she noticed his eyes glowed red in the dark. She found out he was a spirit bound to the house, doomed to lure people in love to stay forever. She ran, heartbroken, leaving behind the love that was never meant to be.
There was a couple. The man loved the woman deeply. One day, the woman received a beautiful antique mirror as a gift. Every time she looked into it, she saw a figure behind her that looked like her lover but with a menacing face. As she delved deeper, she realized it was a curse. Her lover's ancestor had wronged someone, and now the spirit was using their love to exact revenge. In the end, she had to break up with him to break the curse.
A young man met a charming girl at a cemetery. They quickly fell in love. She always smelled of roses, even in the cold, damp cemetery. As their relationship grew, strange things started to happen. He found old photos of the girl in tombs. It turned out she had died long ago. Her love for him was so strong that her spirit remained. But he couldn't bear the horror of loving a ghost, and he left, haunted by the memory of their love.
