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There it was. The 6th of the 7 mysteries of her school. Who knew the rumors were true?
Really, it was quite unmistakable. It- no, he had stark white hair and his entire body seemed to be glowing. Though, unlike what you would expect out of something supernatural, he seemed to simply be taking a nap.
Open space, a gentle breeze, along with utter seclusion from the noise of the school. Christie supposed it was a pretty nice place for an afternoon nap.
Now that she’d seen it, she’d daresay she was satisfied. That’s all she wanted anyway. Even though at least half the student population claimed to have seen him, none actually claimed to have talked to him, so she supposed it was pointless.
Then again, she did go through all that trouble picking the lock, so might as well enjoy the view before heading back to class.
The science building was the tallest and right at the edge of the school compound, so you had the widest view of the surrounding town. It’s not a sight you get to see every day, she supposed.
There was a sense of uneasiness right where she stood however, though she couldn’t pinpoint the cause. It’s like standing in the middle of a traffic junction and all the cars stood still for some reason. It’s quite unsettling. She tried pulling her mind off the weirdness, and focused on the view. Right. Down there, there’s a patch in the grass with lots of flowers and other bigger plants growing. Wonder how that happened? An 8th mystery, maybe?
A yawn coming from behind her.
She turns around to see the ghost staring at her- with concern? Just for a split second though, then he’s leapt off the bench he was on in her direction.
He falls to the ground.
He’s whining now, then he comes to a realisation, something about “right” and “dead”.
Really, she was expecting a lot more. Maybe some “This is my haunt! Go away!”. Perhaps even “Fuck off unless you want me to take your soul!”. Not this. This is a typical 18 or 19 year old boy rubbing his head after he trips and falls.
She looks on with utter disappointment. He looks on like a kicked puppy, not sure what he did wrong.
“You’re a ghost right? The 6th of the 7 mysteries?” Christie begins. He’s obviously not going to just vanish now like some others said, might as well give it a shot
He scrunched up his face for a moment in contemplation, then burst into giggles.
“I-I’m one o’ the *pfft* whats?” Then something incomprehensible about someone called Ori.
He takes a few deep breaths, wipes the tears from his eyes and seemed to calm down quite a bit.
“That’s right, I’m a ghost! Uh, boo?” He still had that silly grin, but at least he was more coherent now.
Who knew he’d actually talk…?
Christie weighed her options. He might be malicious, as most supernatural things are known to be. Then again, those who’d seen him said the only thing he did was lounge around. And he did mention an “Ori”- could he be talking about the Audrey in her class? But why would she have anything to do with this guy?
“Heh, guess that really shocked you, huh? Isn’t lunch period almost over anyway, shoo back to class now!” She snapped out of her thoughts to see the ghost stretch and yawn.
“I’ll see ya around I guess, remind Audrey to eat her vitamins, will ya? Tell her Tsuru sent you~”
And with that, he vanished.