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thelivingarrow

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❛ I CAN SEE YOU. ❜

a university life comedy-thriller about the spirit of an overachiever student and a transferee with the ability to see ghosts.

or in which park jimin has the ability to see and hear dead people!

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DISCLAIMER!

this is a romance, thriller, and crack au. there will be mentions of other kpop artists + groups, so if you're a multifan you'll surely see your favorites here! that's it! happy reading bestie <3

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Everything seems dull.

The weather. The place. The people. And I know for sure the reason behind it.

Someone died - it was me.

I got into an accident last week, a car accident to be exact. I was very excited to go outside because it was my birthday, I rode my car, let it be at a high speed when a truck suddenly u-turned and hit the car I was driving.

It happened so fast that I didn't even notice that I blacked out. The truck driver called for help, but it was too late, I already lost a lot of blood and a lot of my bones has damaged. It was impossible to live longer in that state.

I saw how my parents reacted, they couldn't believe it. They felt hurt, heartbroken and guilty for some reason, well, it's probably because they let me drive the car even though I don't have a driver license. However, it was one of the best moment I've ever had. At least I did something I've been wanting to do before I died right? 

"She doesn't deserve this, she's too young to die." One of my aunts cried, looking at me against coffin. I heaved a sigh and hugged her. "She was such a kind-hearted niece and a hardworking child."

"I'm really sorry," I muttered.

"I can feel her, I can feel Jayeon noona." A soft voice lingered through my ears and I Ioved it. The moment I looked down to see a blonde-headed boy, it seems like my heart doubled its beat and I felt like crying. The said boy was my younger brother, Taehyung. He was the only brother I have, we only have each other but I ended up leaving him alone.

I tried to ruffle his hair and place a soft kiss on his right cheek but I just passed through him. "It's because I'm just around, my love." I tried to tell him that words, however, it was worthless.

I sighed once again. I already reached the point where I accepted the fact that no one in this world will ever see me, hear me, understand me again.

Ghosts, spirits, and souls like us will just stay like this forever, alone and helpless.

Well, what can I do? Ghosts will be ghosts. Just that.

Or that's what I thought.