Impressions - A Ghost Hunt Fanfic

Part I

                                                                             'Impressions'

Disclaimer: So who owns GH, definitely NOT me. It belongs to Ono Fuyumi and other respective companies...

A/N: I noticed that Wattpad has very few fanfics on Ghost Hunt and decided to put my humble story in the fandom. Do comment if you like, constructive crticism is also much appreciated! Also I'm finally inspired enough to publish a few one-shots of my own, you know random drabbles and all.

"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." -Dr. Seuss.

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Fake...

The first time she ever saw him – Taniyama Mai knew that there was something, something unidentifiable about him that was fake. Maybe it was the polite interest he was showing in her friends, maybe it was the unreachable smile that never touched his eyes or maybe his dark eyes themselves, like pools of secrets, indigo secrets.

Mysterious...

"Four."

Too sudden...

The husky whisper had sucked the soul from her body literally, it had echoed around the audiovisual classroom, eliciting an epic reaction from her and her friends. Screaming like banshees; they had latched onto each other in fear and had shut their eyes to the growing darkness of the room, trying hard not to whimper in pure fear...already begging the bodiless spirit to forgive them for intruding in the supernatural realm.

Fear...instinct...

And then someone switched the light on and brightness flooded the room.

That was when Mai finally allowed her body to go slack with relief, rubbing her shoulders, thanking God that there was no ghost behind the prank and that they hadn't actually evoked the wrath of any spirit. Mai knew that Michiru would be angry at the interference in their ghost story time; she was easily angered when somebody intruded in such a horrific manner and so would be Keiko but what shocked her were the blushes of her friends and their charming smiles as they greeted the person standing by the door.

Why are Keiko and Michiru acting so strangely? Who is the person by the door?

And then Taniyama Mai had turned around, curiously – marking the change in her destiny, from that day on...

There he stood, with a certain pride in his posture – one hand rested on the light switch while the other one was casually in his pocket. He eyed them with curiosity that was instantly replaced by a polite facade and a fake smile...none of her friends noticed the oddity of his appearance, his clothes, not uniform, the way he spoke as if aged with maturity and the way he was quietly nonchalant to their antics.

He said he was Kazuya Shibuya.

Mr-I'm-Adonis-And-We-All-Know-It a.k.a Shibuya moved away from the door, answering her friends' queries and even offered to join them the next time they told ghost stories. Of course, Michiru and Keiko were about to die with astonishment and delight; a handsome guy was joining them!

Honestly! Mai thought, internally shaking her head at her swooning friends. Show some dignity you two! Besides don't you already have boyfriends?

Mai asked him a question or two upon which he threw a dismissive glance and an answer in her direction, this guy was handsome but he wasn't some chivalrous knight...he was just flirting with her friends. Not that her friends were any better, by the way.