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"la plus belle des ruses du diable est
de vous persuader qu'il n'existe pas."≫ the devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist. ≪
— Charles Baudelaire —
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[ 3RD PERSONS VIEW。]
A bleak Wednesday morning it was for the students of Hwanseong Highschool. The second-year students were trudging their ways into their classroom, some ready while some weren't even close to being prepared for their quiz today. Meanwhile, the first years had a more free first period.
Again, rumors went fast around the school as they had confirmed a certain anomaly in the town. People were talking about the copycat ghost– who seemed to be famous for copying deceased people; that's what kept the hallways alive today.
Mark furrowed his eyebrows together, a bit confused about what was circling around the students. "A ghost copying dead people?" he murmured before glancing towards the main doors where everyone was busy talking.
"Did you hear? The story about the copycat ghost?"
"I know! Fuck, it's so creepy!"
"I heard that it has been copying Haruki the past few days..."
"We should just ignore it."
"After all, we shouldn't mess with nonexistent things."
His fingers lost in his dark brown hair as he blinked upon hearing their little chatters. Soon, the bell rang and it was time for all students to get to their rooms. Fortunately, Mark was called out to the office, telling him that he should apply to become Student Council President again. After all, he was the President last year.
Upon exiting the office, he froze to see a girl walking around the hallways wearing the same style uniform as his. He licked his chapped lips, gulping harshly as he gathered the strength to speak up.
"Are you the new student?" the girl turned back and hummed.
His heart stopped, eyes gouging as his lips parted a bit. "Wait–"
"You can see me?" she raised a brow, pointing at herself making him confused.
Mark nodded, "Of course. Don't others see you?"
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colors of death › nct dream
Fanfiction❝ Don't mess with the nonexistent. ❞ when there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk on earth. ▬▬ status: completed ✓ a nct dream fanfiction a mystery / thriller au © minsyeuga 2020