"No! Just leave! Why can't anyone respect my fucking privacy?!" She hissed as she grabbed her laptop from you. As you opened your mouth to speak she interrupted. "I don't want to hear your lame excuses! Leave!"
You walked out but soon realized you forgot your stuff. My bag! You turned around but the door slammed behind you as Stephanie glared at you.
"..how much could she have seen?" You heard Stephanie mutter from the house as you heard her walking away.
It's raining. You groaned as the rain dripped onto your forehead.
You went outside and looked around. The store near by didn't have any umbrellas. You decided it would be best to just get home - rather than staying in a store.
You walked home feeling drained. How did this even happen?
Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard a voice from in front of you.
"Here." Someone said as they shoved a black jacket in your face.
Well - it looked more like a torn uniform.
Speaking of which; it was the same exact male uniform from Akademi.
You looked at the persons face.
They were blonde and had matching yellow-ish eyes. They were wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers.
You couldn't help but stare at the scar across their face.
"What?" They groaned as they stepped closer to you. "If you're not going to take then I'll just give it to you." They sighed as they put the uniform on your head.
"I..t-thank you." You stuttered as you noticed the smell of blood coming from him.
You noticed his shoulder was bleeding. "Is your shoulder okay? I can help-"
"It's fine." He stared intensely into your eyes. He walked away as he said "and.. Don't tell anyone about..this. This stays between us. I'll take the uniform back whenever. Meet me in the alleyway - that you can find the Yakuza in."
The Yakuza?!
"..okay!" You called as you made your way home.
You didn't even have your phone - you left it in your bag.
What can I do..? You wondered as you suddenly realized you still had Stephanies compact mirror with you.
You opened it and saw Osano.
You turned around to face him and noticed there was pretty much no space between the two of you.
"Y/N.."
"Yeah?"
"Why are you sad?! And.. Who's jacket is that?"
You shrugged. "I dunno. Some random guy gave it to me."
"W-why?! Only I should- I mean you shouldn't trust strangers! Especially if they offer you a weird torn jacket!" He shrieked as jumped as if that would prove his point.
"I know but it's just a jacket."
"But what if it had something..uh..illegal in the pockets! He could have put a knife in and framed you for murder!"
"Okay.." You rolled your eyes. As if some guy would frame a stranger for murder.
"Anyways before last time I wanted to tell you that.. I like you."
A blush crept onto the ghosts cheeks.
"Oh. I like you too." Such a nice friend.
"I- wait! Wait! I mean romantically you idiot!"
You stared at him. "..romantically?" You blushed.
"Y-yes! Just tell me how you feel. And don't do a dramatic rejection thing!"
"..I don't know." You said. "I..don't think I know you that well. I'm sorry Osano.."
"Oh." His voice broke. "T-thats fine! Pretty much what I expected right..? I'll just.. Be on my way. Or whatever."
You frowned as he faded away. You looked back at the mirror but Osano didn't even face you.
You turned around again and tried to run up and give him a comforting hug; but as you did - he'd quickly fade away or avoid you.
"Osano.." You gave up and put the mirror away.
How is this even fair? Just because I don't want to date him makes me the bad guy? Forcing myself to be with him wouldn't help.
Another thing that doesn't help this situation is the fact that he's a ghost.
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