"don't leave, y/n."
she didn't answer and continued staring at her slit wrists.
"i am not alive y/n. truth is, i am a ghost. i was just like you. i went to the same school but in a different time. i... i was just like you. insecure and depressed. so i killed myself. i thought i would be free but i had one mission. and that mission is to save you y/n."
she didn't seem fazed, like she knew this was coming.
"please stay."
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