ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴀ ɢʜᴏsᴛ's ʟᴏᴠᴇ

Chapter 12

"𝕊he wrote quickly before passing the book discretely to him.

"So, what you're saying is, you can just give me the answers during the test since you'd likely just already know them? No stealing off of others?"

"Haha yes." I nodded with a hand over my mouth. Her eyes sparkled and her mouth stretched open in a wonderful smile.

"Yay! Then there'll be no worries! I can rest peacefully for the next 20 minutes before science!"

Only 20 minutes left of math? Time flows far to fast when he's with her. She spent the rest of math happily flicking her pen between her fingers while Hanako just rested on her leg.

"Alright class, here's the Astronomy unit test. This section wasn't too long, but it'll be a good percentage of your grades. So I hope you studied!" The science teacher told the frowning unenthusiastic children. Only those confident in their grades weren't buring their heads in their hands and repeatedly bumping heads on their tables. Nene was now the former of the two.

The test wasn't too hard. He had to dig through his memories a little to make sure some of his answers were right. But he was sure she'd get a score that her parents wouldn't be dissapointed in. He couldn't have her failing and needing to resort to taking summer classes. He couldn't imagine being without her for so long.

He loved summer break, she was able to help out just about all day long, almost everyday. They never actually spent all of it cleaning. He was a supernatural, but he wasn't a heartless monster. A teenage girl needs to have fun everyonce and awhile! So naturally, one of the stalls was barred up, so the unseeing humans wouldn't run into his large collection of card cames, board games, and random things he found fun and liked to show to the blonde exorsist and Nene.

A lot of them were more modern. They were gifts brought by Nene and Kou when they got bored of just sitting around and moving a mop in the same place over and over again until they had to leave.

He ended up daydreaming about boardgames after ue finished her test. She thanked him over and over again until he just told her to 'shush' and laid his head over his arms on her legs. She made another surprised squeak, similar to the one Nene made earlier that day.

She started clicking her pen, then after awhile started to move her pen on her desk above him. He didn't know what she was writing about, he didn't care much either. The only thing on Hanako's mind was how soft her lap was. If he could doze off, he most definately would. Was his bed ever this comfy when he was alive? He doubted it.

Eventually he felt a hand going through his hair. He took his hat with him, but never put it back on. It just hung on the corner of her desk waiting for it to return to his head oncemore. Ahh, his face was most definately a bright shade of red. Her hands slowly wove through his hair. The dead boy wished this could continue on for all eternity. He couldn't help but smile as he snuggled in deeper to her thighs.

"Hey Nene-Chan!" His peaceful bliss was put to a stop when her friend came up to her with a smile on her face and hands clasped near her cheek. "Ooh! Are those drawings of that boy you like?" She sputtered out complete nonsense before scrambling around in an attempt to close the book before failing several times.

He managed to catch a blurry glimpse of this supposed crush of hers. It looked like him, somewhat. Perhaps he was projecting a little. The blurred glimpse he managed to see used mostly black clothing-wise. Though his suspicions were confirmed when she asked in that bubbly voice of hers, "What's with the old uniform? Don't tell me you've fallen for an old man!" She gasped in shock after the last bit of her sentance left her lips.

He couldn't tell wether she was wrong or right. He surely didn't age physically over the past 50 years. Not much mentally either, Hanako guessed it was a little hard to age your mind when you were only surrounded by children. Using speculation he came to the conclusion that she was actually wrong.

So even dispite of the odds of the extremely low chance of them getting together, it would not be deemed pedophilia. Take that world. He was interuppted by his thoughts when Nene exclaimed, "I d-do not like him!" to support her case she put extra emphasis on the 'not' in her sentance to prove her point. That hurt a bit more than he would like to admit.

"He isn't? But you described him to me though didn't you? 'Short choppy hair?" She dug further into her friend's love life, making her friend become increasingly more red and stumbly. "Maybe he's the one writing the letters you love so much Nene-chan!" Oh she did not. His face was probably contorted into a frown full of fear. The color drained from Hanako's ghostly face.

"He-he did not write them! I-I know he didn't!" Her voice cracked throughout her words. "Have you checked yet though? How do you know for sure?" She calmly asked her friend. He did not want to be in this room anymore.

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I have finally gotten around to writing this fic again. I would feel horrible if I just randomly abandoned this after starting it so recently.