ㅤㅤI heard the alarm clock rings itself.

I whipped my head and looked at it. This is the time when I usually get up and prepare for school. I was still sitting in my bed when the door creaked opened and mother's mien came in the view. Her she is, entering my room with continuous droplets of tears flowing from her eyes. She always does that in the past few days and I feel really miserable.

"Mom, I'm so sorry, please don't cry," I hugged her. She eventually went outside the room and I did the same too. I watched them for a moment before I headed out to school.

That's right. I'll still study no matter what! Dead or not. When I was alive, a certain someone said that we should be relentless to learn even after life.

And that was me.

I like making up bombass philosophies.

I was a third-year college student, everything was great, I always get high grades and I was always a teacher's favorite. Yet, it all went down the drain.

"Alright guys, take a seat." My new favorite lecturer, Mr. Moon, stated as he placed his books into the table. I sat on the very back of the class. "Today, you guys will have a new classmate."

All of the sudden?

"A transferee!" The student in front of me gasped. "A boy or a girl?" The whole class hollered.

"It's a male!"

"Female," The two students swiftly betted a whole twenty thousand won.

The others did the same. They all literally started throwing their money that some of it fell into the ground. Okay, everything happened so fast that all our lecturer did was to gape at them.

I felt the sudden urge to pick some but tried hard to stop myself. "Nah, I'm a child of God. I won't do—aight would you look at that baby though? That 50,000 won looks really fine." I whistled slowly. "This will be the last time I'm robbing someone's money, okay, are we clear? Yes ma'am," I reassured myself as I snatched a clean banknote really quick.

My classmates were busy listing their bets when someone slowly pushes his 25 cents on the table.

Everyone looked at him.

"You know—it's alright, it's on me," The handler tapped his shoulder. He almost cried, muttering thanks as he gets back to his seat.

I smiled to all of them, waving the cash in the air before putting it inside my skirt's pocket, "Thank you guys. The best classmates I've ever had."

Added to my collection of important items.

"Calm down everyone! I know you are all excited but stop acting like this is your first time seeing a human being! Quick, fix yourselves and act normal, your new classmate is here." Mr. Moon raised his left hand, signaling the new student to enter the room.

"Oh, nearly forgot about him." Someone muttered.

A pink headed boy entered and confidently walk towards the middle of the class. "Hello new classmates, I'm Park Jimin from Busan. It's nice to meet all of you." He bowed.

Spring day era Jimin?

One of my ult favorites. No doubt.

The way he walked back there and stands in the front of us has this grace and elegance that's extremely powerful. The charm and that winning smile he has enhanced his already apparent, natural, handsome looks. And that eye smile is so lovely, he literally just shines.

I'm not saying that God isn't fair but he has his favorites.

"Look at that body proportion though," I gawked. "I can't properly describe how he makes me feel, but he definitely do be making me feel some type of fucking way. Holy fuck."

What's tasty in Busan?

Definitely him.

"I'm a child of God, I'm a child of God," I let out a nervous laugh again, slapping myself to get back on my senses.

"Aha. I won bitches!" Someone suddenly whispered in front of me that caught my attention.

"Ugh, why is luck never in my side?"

"You just suck at this, man!"

I witnessed a couple of smacks on each other's heads and passing of money before they finally turned silent.

This mfs acts as if nothing just happened. I laughed, "Sneaky kids."

"Take a seat next to the one who has black hair." Mr. Moon said and Jimin smiled, holding tightly in his bag as he took a seat next to the coconut black-haired guy.

Oh no, not the coconut black-haired guy.

You probably know him.

Jeon Jungkook.

"Hey, Jimin the new student," He smirked. "I'm JK, the most handsome student here as you can see."

"Oh hey," Jimin smiled, feeling a bit awkward because he sensed that all of our classmates are staring at him as if he was a prey.

Jungkook's smirk spanned, he was pleased with the thought that he'll get to persecute a new student. I made a face. You know his super used role in books- he's the dangerous boy on the campus that would kill anyone just by his look, his physique is totally perfect, face, jaw, and the waistline, damn. But the big major turn off is his personality, JK is an absolute ass and a jerk.

"So Jimin, wanna hear about the ghost in this classroom?" He asked, and I swear I saw Jimin's eyes twitched a little. "The ghost's name is Jayeon, she just died recently."

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The class has ended.

Jungkook didn't get to add any further information he's giving to Jimin because Mr. Moon called his name and told him to shut his mouth.

Thankfully, Mr. Moon did that before me because if not, I'd totally love to make Jungkook's night unforgettable.

You know what I mean.

What I mean is I'll be creeping on his room later, letting my hair down like my girl Sadako as I pull off a breakdance in front of him. Popping my bones side by side while dancing the quick steps of Mic Drop.

And yelling, "Don't try me again, bitch!" with a middle finger on the end to add some sizzle. Perfect.

But then I remember that I'm invisible for him. Daaang. Another lost opportunity added on the list.

I fixed my uniform and headed to the hallway. The place where you can see different types of species. I continue my phase until I reached the library. Since nothing's thought provoking, I should read some books that could entertain me for a while.

"Should I read this one?" I asked myself, looking at the two different genres of books in my hand. Angels and machines. "Or this?" As I was busy contemplating, I heard soft voices behind me.

"What the hell, why does it feel so cold? It's sending chills in my spine," I looked at the person who just spoke. She's in her junior year and will probably study a book on basic mathematics.

"I agree, the air suddenly feels different," Her friend remarked, pulling her arms up to embrace herself as she shivered. I sighed and made a face.

"Fine, fine. I get it, you guys are telling me to leave the hell outta here," I put down the book I was clutching and placed it on the shelf properly. "Wait a minute, I just noticed that I am always the one to obey people. How about you guys are the ones that should adjust this time? FYI, I have my ghost's rights too!" I fought as I placed both of my hands on my hips.

"Jeongyeon, did you saw that? Two books just came out from nowhere!" She freaked out.

"Oh, hell no I'm not going to die here, Jihyo!" She mumbled oh shit oh shit under her breath, before pushing her friend closer to me and just blasted off within wasting a second.

Jihyo let out a long dramatic scream, making a curve on the end like how Ariana Grande does, before she ran after her too. "How dare you betray me like that bitch!"

The students around them gave them the look with a scowl on their faces.

I grumbled. "You guys interrupted me when I was choosing a book and indirectly told me that I should leave. I did what you wanted me to do and then you just left? Are you freaking kidding me? Do you want me to hit you with my Gucci shoes!"

Just call yourself lucky 'cause I don't even own one!

I grab the books again and set them down on the table. Yes, I can touch any non-living thing, I can hold it, grip it or wreck it. But I can't touch anything that's alive or breathing. Whenever I try to do that, I just passed through them and nothing more. I took a seat and opened the book I picked.

If you're wondering if people around me will see a book levitating, my answer is no, everything that I touch will be concealed from the sight of any individuals if I want to.

I was just barely on the second page but suddenly lose interest to do so. I stood up and went to a place that's always surrounded by a lot of students. Gym. Maybe I can amuse myself with them.

A small group of students caught my attention. The boys are obviously flirting with the girls, but the ladies didn't seem to feel it. I sat next to them. I wrinkled my nose whenever they said anything to impress them.

"How long have you been single?" The boy opened up, licking his chapped lips.

"Four years," The girl answered. 

"Sorry if I let you wait for too long." The man stated, placing his fingers on his forehead after it like what anime characters does.

His friends shouted a bunch of ooohs while the ladies simply stared at them dumbfounded.

"Fuckboys and their same old lines," I jeered. "Yah! Is there anything new?"

The other boy raised his hand as if he was in a recitation. He grinned at the lady in front of him, "Somi, do you know the English term of 사랑해?"

"You don't know?" She asked.

"Yeah, hehe."

"That's why you should study first before trying to get into my skirt," She spoke with full of confidence.

I was silently complimenting the ladies when I heard an angelic laugh coming from somewhere. I promptly turn around and saw the familiar pink hair—It was Jimin, laughing with someone.

"Hey, angel!" I called.

He was holding a book, looks like he came from the library and was just passing by. I raised my hand and waved at him, I saw his eyes widen at my direction before he raised his hand and also waved back.

What.

Did he just wave back?

I was left speechless for a second.

He smiled for the last time before he continues to walk with the person he's with. "He was able to see me?" I asked, stunned.

As I was lost with my thought, a girl's squeal reverberates in the entire gym. "Oh my God, guys! Did you saw that? The new handsome transferee waved back when I waved at him! Oh my God! Uhckk! I can't breathe! I can't brea-"

What?

It wasn't me then?

I heard the violent roar of the crowd, "Oh God, stop choking her!"

"I'm so jealous because she gets the attention of the handsome guys easily!"

"It's not my f-fault to be this sexy—uhckk!"

"I'm about to end this bitch!"

"No! Stop—uhckk!"

Oh...kay. I almost witnessed a murder scene. The two ladies were still bickering when I looked back into the small group I was with before. Moving on.

I let out a deep sigh. "What was that? Did I really assume he can see me? Woah. Pabo, Jayeon, Pabo!"

I need to lessen being assuming, for sure.