Princess | kth

Ch. 4: Theories

"I'm uh a-a ghost, I guess?"

No way.

No freaking way.

My eyes light up immediately in interest and a smile paints itself across my face.

"You're a ghost?" I point at him with wide, excitement-filled eyes.

"Yeah, that's what I saidㅡ"

"No way," I say out loud this time while pointing a finger towards his chest "you are a ghost,"

"Eunha?ㅡ" I cut him off again.

"Oh my actual god, I'm seeing a ghost! I finally have proof, someone I can get answers from, a non-living, living thing," I say in excitement.

"Woah woah woah, who said I wasn't a living thing? I am definitely living," he raises his hands up as if in surrender. His brows anchor.

"So you're a living ghost? I need to put all this information in my collection of theories."

I run across my bedroom and search for my school bag. I dig in, in search for a black notebook that contains lots of information from many, many websites and online web pages.

Taehyung starts to laugh nervously "T-Theories? What theories?"

"Oh y'know, predictions, facts and possible calculations of possible outcomes," I arch and brow at him "Why? Anything wrong with the idea?"

"N-No," he continues to stutter "Just find it weird that you're talking to a ghost about ghost theories,"

"Exactly," I say as my face lights up even brighter after finding my book at the very bottom of my bag.

Hold up, now that I think of it, I am talking to a ghost.

I turn around and walk back to Taehyung with an contorted face. My hand
gently grasps one of his shoulders. My eyes bulge into Pacific oceans.

I can touch him!

I drop my book to the floor almost instantly.

My hands make their way to my face "I-I can see ghosts? I can talk to them? Interact with them?"

"I guess you could say that, Princess." He replies as he bends down to pick my book up. He gives it back to me with a smirk.

"Princess? " my face flushes red.

"Oh nothing," he gives me a friendly box-smile before chuckling to himself.

I can only eye him with suspicion as my hands flip my book open. I advert my gaze and stare back down to turn the dirty, ink-filled pages of my journal. I've always been interested in supernatural beings and creatures. I always have ever since I was young.

"ghosts turn into stars after a few decades wondering around Earth and ghosts lose their past memories." He reads out from behind me, voice tickling my ears. I jump in surprise.

"Woops, sorry Princess," he ruffles my hair.

I growl, obviously annoyed "Stop calling me that,"

(A/N: i dont really like this chapter D:)