StrawberrySnowcone wanted this so I shall deliver.
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[??? P.O.V]
I remember a time. A time I wasn't alive. A time when I was just a spirit. A corrupted spirit. I could not think for myself. The things I did were things I could not stop. All I could do was watch while I did the things I did. I tried to change. I tried to change to a normal spirit but I couldn't. I couldn't change. I was corrupted. I had to accept that but I didn't want to. I didn't want to accept it but I eventually did. I accepted that I was dead. I accepted that I was corrupted.
I have been dead for almost two years now. I haven't hurt anyone for six months. I was glad I didn't but then I met her. There was a girl. A cheerful girl wondering around in the woods I stay, picking flowers. She had black hair with a strand of hair being magenta. She had milk chocolate eyes that shines with life. She wore glasses. She wore pink. She had a magenta heart on one of her cheeks. Everything about her was... beautiful... I wanted to admire her, but of course, I couldn't.
I started to lose myself. I started to become corrupted. The next thing I know I was in her mind. I began telling her things. Horrible things. Such horrible things. I made her sad. I made her cry. Once, she was a cheerful girl, but now she breaks. Breaks into pieces while I am the one breaking her.
I wanted to stop. I wanted to tell her I'm sorry. I wanted to hug her. Comfort her. Do anything to make her happy again but I couldn't. I just could not do that.
Time went by. She was still alive. It surprised me that she was still alive. Most people I broke would've been dead by now but she wasn't. She was still alive.
She talked to me from time to time. I wasn't sure why but she did. I didn't mind. I enjoyed it when she talked to me. She told me her name. Her name was Cake. I wasn't sure if this was her actual name but I didn't care. I knew her name now.
One day, I woke up in a bedroom. I saw Cake and another girl beside her. The girl had dark brown hair. It was so dark it almost looked like black. She wore glasses just like Cake. She had dark brown eyes.
The girl seemed to be talking to me. I couldn't hear her. Some time goes by and I hear what she says.
"Can you hear me"
"Yeah... I can..."
"Do you know who you are?"
"I-"
I don't remember. I don't remember who I was. I've been dead for such a long time that I've forgotten. I've forgotten who I used to be.
"-Don't remember..."
"Hmmm... Cake?"
"Y-Yeah?"
"You said this girl was in your mind, right?"
"Y-Yeah."
"Do you know anything about her?"
"N-No. I know nothing about her. I just know she was in my mind and that she's alive again."
"*Sighs. It doesn't matter. I guess what matters is the fact that we actually brought her back to life thanks to your help."
"Y-Yeah!"
I couldn't help but blush. Cake was the one who brought me back to life! Oh, and I guess the other girl but I don't care about her. I only care about Cake.
"Since you don't know your name then I'll give you one. Your name will be ???."
"Interesting name... Erm..?"
"Call me Jasmine. From what I know, you already know Cake's name, right?"
"Y-Yeah."
Cake then runs up to me and hugs me.
"I'm so glad you're alive."
"*Blushes. Y-You are?"
"Mhm. 'Cause now I can finally meet you. We can finally become friends!"
"E-Even after what I've done to you?"
"I'm sure it wasn't your fault. You probably didn't have control."
I was shocked. She forgave me. After everything I've done to her. I hugged her back.
"T-Thank you..."
"No problem."
Me and Cake became friends after that. We hunged out a lot. We got along great. I thought that she might be the one. I thought she might be the one for me but then he came into the picture.
A boy named Alex came. From what Cake told me, that was not only her childhood best friend, but her crush. I thought that he wouldn't be much of a problem but I was wrong.
Her feelings for him were strong. Not only that, but he had feelings for her too. I then realized something. She wasn't the one. The more they hanged out, the more I realized they were meant to be for eachother. They were basically soulmates.
It hurt. It hurt me to see the one who could've been taken away from me but I had to accept it. And with that, I let her go. I let my feelings for her go. Now, she was only a friend. Nothing more and nothing less. Just friends...
