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"Mrs. L/N, about Y/N...." I said and gulped as she waited for what I was going to say as I looked down.

"Y/N was always bullied at school, she got beaten up and they blame it because of the ghost named Lee Jihoon.... and we're working on the case on how to get rid of that bullies against her" I said as Mrs. L/N was tearing up and I looked down.


We sat on the chair to continue talking as it was getting darker and darker, it was time for me to go.

I stood up, followed by her as I bowed and said goodbye "Stay safe Jackson, keep Y/N safe....okay?" She said as I smiled and nodded.

When I went back at the house, it was quiet, always quiet.

I went inside as my phone vibrated and grabbed it, Mark was calling me.

"Yow Jackson, you told her mother right?"

"Yes, why?"

"I'm just making sure you told her or else her mother won't trust you"

"She cried because she didn't know about this."

"Where are you anyway?"

"I'm already in the house."

"Can we come over?"

"Sure, I'll send you the address, I'll see you here"

"Okay, we'll just knock on your door when we're there, bye"

"Bye"

I hanged up as I went to my room and dressed up to a more comfortable clothes as I lied in bed and sent my address to them.

I was thinking about Y/N..... not all humans can see ghosts right? But how can she see one?

And It was weird that her bruises heals up quickly.... is that the ability of the ghost? Do they have powers?

Those questions was still stuck on my head until I heard a knock on the door as I stood up and went downstairs to open it, revealing the boys.

"Yow Jacksonnnn" Mark said as I smiled and opened the door wider for them to come inside.

They sat on the couch comfortably as JB grabbed a file from his backpack and throwed it on the table as some files scattered around the floor.

"We got a lot of investigating to do." He said as we all nodded and grabbed the papers and started examining them.

All the papers say is that there was a 18 year old missing and he was missing 12 years ago and he was still missing until now.

Some showed pictures of a red cloth and it seemed that it was used for blindfold or used to seal the hand to not make a move as we were serious about examining the files.

I saw Mark was getting teary as I walked up to him as he looked at me with sich sad eyes "I can't believe this person! He didn't just killed him but he killed his parents too!" He said as we gathered around Mark and read about the story about the family.

"Hey guys" I said as they looked at me as I scratched the back of my neck as I smiled "How about we all sleep here?" I asked and they all nodded and grabbed their phones, probably texting their parents.


When they were done texting, they looked at me and smiled as Yugyeom raised his hand "Enough with the investigation, how about we take a break and Jackson here will tell him his story" Yugyeom smirked as Jinyoung stood up "That surely is a great idea!" He exclaimed as I just smiled and nodded and they cheered.


Wow, we just met today... and we're this close?


How can they trust me so easily on this? And why do I trust them easily?



All of us putted the papers back at the files as they all sat properly on the sofa and looked at me as I got nervous.


"So, I'm not really a Korean, I'm Chinese and my parents work in China that's why they're not here in the house and they give me money every month and I have to study hard to make them proud, I had a hard time working on my Korean since they said its better for me to learn other languages than English and Chinese and he wants me to study on a well-educated country and stuff" I said as they looked at me.




"So you're a rich kid?" Mark asked as I shook my head "no, theu just work hard for me to provide for my everyday needs" I replied and they kept asking me questions as my phone rang, instructing that break time is over.


We opened the files again as we looked up on some important files about Jihoon.


What a poor boy he is.







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