ㅤㅤ"Erm." I heard someone cleared their throat. I looked around and saw Jimin making his way to the restroom. I was about to enter it when he spoke up, "Is this the boy's restroom? Ah yeah, so no girls allowed then."

I checked the surrounding to see if he's talking to someone but I see no one. Weird. "Boy, be honest. What did you snort?"

Nonetheless, I just waited outside. It's men's privacy after all.

"My ex is hunting me, Jimin! And she's a ghost! A spirit! A phantom! I'm scared! I don't want to go! I'm just going to hide here forever!" I heard a scream coming from the restroom. "Let go of me!"

Hey, I pretty much want to be classified as a ghost only, no spirits and phantom shits alright.

Let's reserve those words to mysterious ones, I ain't one of them okay. Are we clear? Yes ma'am.

"Mr. Lee told me to get you 'cause we're going to have a test after his discussion. You don't want to fail right?" I heard Jimin answered. "And what are you saying? Ghosts? You still believe in that? Oh come on, you're grown up. You shouldn't believe on that myth anymore."

Preach sir.

That's what I also said when I was alive.

"B-but..." He was about to protest but stopped. "Okay. Maybe I should just pretend I'm okay when I'm really not."

Jimin assisted him until they're already out. I saw him trembling in fear, looking around like a puppy. I crossed my arms as I walked near to them and grin, "Oh my Hoseok, why do you look so scared?"

His eyes widened. "Jimin! The air got colder!" The new student put his index finger on Hoseok's lips to stop him from talking.

"Sshh, that's because winter is coming." Jimin answered, trying his best just to calm him down.

"No! It's a different kind of cold! Sesanghe, Jayeon if you're around..." I was taken aback when Hoseok kneeled on his knees.

Dude what are you doing...

Not here when someone is looking.

"I want to say sorry."

Oh.

My eyes widened as I also get on my knees to have the same level as him.

"I'm sorry for cheating, Jayeon, I'm really sorry if I hurt you. I swear, I regret everything that I did. Until now, I still curse myself whenever I remember letting myself go blind and let go of something precious—which is you. I'm so sorry for being weak and if I didn't choose you. I'm sorry Jayeon, I mean all of it." He begged, still looking around.

Sorry.

What can sorry even do?

"You should've told me this before I died honey, what if I wasn't here around you? What if I didn't get to hear what you really want to say?" I answered, smiling tightly. "But it's okay, I've already moved on anyway. Although what you did was unforgivable, fuck all cheaters by the way, I will forgive you this time because I have no feelings for you anymore. Let's be cool."

Jimin tapped his shoulder and smiled, "Wow man. You've got some real issues before but I bet she already heard you out, let's go back now." He looked around and stated, "If Hoseok's ex girlfriend is really here, Jayeon, please go away now!" He then looked at my eyes for a second before he looked down, "And let the simple human beings live in peace. Please stop playing around anymore, it's not funny."

Ayo?

"H-hey Jimin! What do you mean by that?" I shouted, but they already started to walk away, "You're telling that as if I always interfere on people's lives! For your information, this was just the first time!" I literally banged the restroom's door but they won't look back.

"Okay it's actually the second time but still!" I shouted, "Hey hear me out!"

I just heard Hoseok's ear-piercing scream again before they disappeared on my sight.

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I went back to the classroom again and headed straight to Jimin's seat. He was currently writing down notes when I snatched his pen and notebook. To his point of view, he wouldn't see anything. His things are missing.

"What did I get myself into?" He sighed, frantically searching for an extra notebook in his bag. I grabbed his bag and he facepalmed himself.

"Is it you, Jayeon? If so then you're really... real?" He asked anxiously. "H-hey... I don't know where you are right now, but if I said something that offends you. I'm sorry..." He whispered, only the both of us can hear.

Sorry your flawless face. You just basically judged me even though you don't know me.

"Jimin, why aren't you taking down notes? And where's your bag?" A concerned student next to him asked.

Jimin showed a stiff smile, "Man, are you blind? It's just here, look."

"I can't see it."

He snapped his fingers, "Exactly the reason why I called you blind."

He rolled his eyes and continue to write down notes, saying, "Never don't mind about a thing again, Sehun."

He closed his eyes and messed his hair, "Sorry, Sehun, that was just a white lie." He muttered but sehun just rolled his eyes. As their conversation ended, I wrote something in his notebook.

"Never judge someone without knowing the whole story, you may think you understand but you don't."

I pulled off a proud smirk, that was the emo post I saw on the internet. I finally had a chance to use it.

I placed the notebook on his writing table and he whispered, "Oh wow."

Exactly.

"Your handwriting... is not really nice. What kind of font is this?" He squinted his eyes as he tried to read it. "What does it say... Oh I can read this one! Wait—bulge? What? Are you talking about crotch?" 

"Bih it's judge, the fuck, and my writing is like that becuse I'm standing I can't write properly" I wrote in a slow pace, trying to adjust my handwriting.

He gulped. "So it's really you. What Hoseok told me was really true... that you're just around."

"Oh yeah. You got it right mate, do you believe now"

"Yes, so please give me back my bag, I already said sorry." He uttered.

Boy really out here casually communicating with a ghost.

I mean I don't really mind, it's a trend these days I think.

"Kneel in front of me, just like what Hoseok did earlier"

Kinda want to see how he looked like doing that.

No weird thoughts, I promise!

"That is so uncalled for... do I really have to do that?" He whispered once again. "What if I don't want to?"

"Then you have to drop your skin care routines"

"How long do I have to kneel?" He asked without hesitation, preparing his knee.

He's gatekeeping!

"Do it for the rest of your life," I rolled my eyes but I remember that I'm not just beautiful but also considerate.

"You decide"

"I'm in class, is there really no exemption?" He asked but I didn't reply after that. Let's see what decision he'll do. "Fine. I'll do it, sesanghe, because of you I wouldn't have a notes. If I'll fail in the test we'll take later, I'll be really doomed." He made a pain look before kneeling down. "I'm sorry."

"Mr. Park, what do you think are you doing?" Jimin froze, the professor just saw him.

He immediately stood up and bowed, "I was praying for me to pass the test, sir."

"There are many lies you can think of and you decided to chose that lame excuse?" I snorted. "You need more practice, bro!"

The professor raised his brow, "Really? What a dedicated student that you are." 

"He-hehe." He took a seat and whispered for the last time, "Please give my bag now."

"Since you sounded really sincere, here it is. I won't bug you anymore about this. But about your skin care, we'll talk about that in the future." I gave him what he wanted as I headed outside.

Wait a minute, did our classmates notice the ghosts things I back there? The disappearing of Jimin's stuff? I've done it multiple times, it's impossible if they won't notice! I peeked at the glass door and saw that they were just chill.

Okay, how?

I went to the park, sat down on a bench and let myself calm with the calming sight around me.

As I was staring at what strangers are doing, something blocked my sight. More like, someone. Like in movies, I slowly looked up, from their feet until I saw their face. It's a man dressed in a black tuxedo with a book in his hand.

"Who... who are you?" I slurred and he kept a poker face.

"I don't have a name, but I'm known as the Grim Reaper. What are you doing in my place?"