Ghost Girl | Park Jimin [On Hold]

Ko Dahae

Dahae's POV

One year since I'v enrolled into this academy and I'v managed to build a pretty solid reputation for myself.

Dahae, that one girl without a personality. Wears maroon boxy glasses and has long, black, ghost-like hair with mysterious blue eyes. Always blank. Doesn't like to talk. Doesn't like to make friends. They say if you catch her staring at you, you'll die that day.

It amazes me how these normal people can be so idiotic.

There she is, don't look her in the eye! 

The girl thought, flicking her head towards her locker, acting like she didn't notice me. Not that I care. I wouldn't have acknowledged her at all if I didn't just hear the words she just thought of ring in my own brain.

In my childhood, I haven't really had much of a problem with other people's thoughts since I was mostly around kids. Toddlers don't think about much but "why is the sky blue?" or "maybe I should wear some of mommy's perfume to school today!" or even "Why doesn't miss give me a smiley face sticker...?"

But as we all grew up, so did their minds...especially boys' minds.

Boys are disgusting creations of God, and I have the power to hear about their mediocre lives. Most of them are perverted. I'll say that for one. For two, they think they can control girls just because their dudes or because they won their hearts. 

After my experience with reading their minds, I'v come to know all of that.

I'v complained countless times to my parents and they finally removed boys partially from my life. Basically, I'v been transferred to an all-girls school which is this.

However, there weren't any only all-girls school around where I live. There is an all-boys school right next this one. But since I can't read minds from over 100 meters away, I'm good.

I forgot to introduce myself,

My name is Ko Dahae.

It's hard to live a peaceful life when you know what's underneath everyone's smiling faces.

What do you think of when you see a happy couple? Happiness? Love? Not a chance.

All my life, I'v encountered only a few people who are the same inside as they are on the outside. Very few.

How do I find out their true selves?

Let's say our beloved God has blessed me with powers.

-Correction- cursed.

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Ugh, Lunch is over already!?

Yes, you idiot.

Time to go back, I guess.

It's been 7 minutes since the bell rang, and you decide to go now.

I didn't get a chance to talk to Miss Soo, though.

You had an hour, your fault.

I sit on my desk, casually dumping my lunch box back into my bag, no one having a clue I could hear the thoughts of the people walking outside of my class. 

I pulled out a book in attempt to read it before the late ass teacher arrives.

"Oh yeah! We have a group project today! The teacher told me this morning. It's actually in pairs." I overheard one of my classmates say as my ears perked up.

I generally don't like group project. Mostly because the person is either scared of me so I don't talk the entire making of the project and the girl just shakes in fear or we don't talk at all. I don't care about my social skills as long as I don't get attention from others, though.