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"H-Handong." Yoohyeon whispered under her breath menacingly. She stood on the college roof and watched her still breathing body being carried away in an ambulance one hundred metres below. There was no way Yoohyeon could survive. Even Yoohyeon herself knew that. She sat on the roof edge and sighed. She had a lot left to do in life. She wanted to travel the world. She wanted to be with Minji. She wanted to get a good job. She was not able to do any of that anymore. Unless...she could still be with Minji? She could...haunt her. But she needed to focus on that girl who killed her first. Handong. Handong needed to pay.

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Handong had a really weird dream that night.
She was on the roof, sitting on the floor and shuffling closer to the edge. A girl with blonde hair and pink highlights stood over her. She had an unforgiving expression on her face and she wore a plain white and blue dress. She whispered with a sneer, "Hey Handong. Remember me?"  With that, she pushed Handong over the edge. There was a loud thump, a resounding crack followed and the girl laughed. "Too bad." she hummed. She turned around, her pink highlights glittering in the night light. Handong woke up with a snap and a sweat covered pillow. For a split second she could see the girl standing, with a spine chilling smile, in front of her, but she blinked quickly and the girl disappeared as quickly as she had come.

Handong breathed loudly and wondered who the girl was. Blonde hair? Pink highlights? It was very certain that the person who had appeared in Handong's dream was Gahyeon's friend. She knew ghosts could appear in dreams and in real life as well, but Handong knew it took a long of otherworldly strength. She doubted the ghost would have a lot of stamina left to appear again in her dreams, so she went back to sleep peacefully.

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Yoohyeon collapsed on the ground next to Handong's bad and panted heavily. Who knew appearing in dreams would take so much effort? At least Yoohyeon thought she made a scary impression on Handong. It was very different from normal Yoohyeon to be scary, and she felt strangely energised from it. After all, she was dead, she had nothing to lose. She wanted to be scary. She wanted to terrify Handong. She smiled at the thought that she could now do anything she wanted to do.

She flew (?) to the hospital, where her (now dead) body lay. Her mother was still gripping her freezing cold hand, so hard Yoohyeon could almost feel it in her ghost form. Dead Yoohyeon looked worse than she thought. Blood hadn't completely washed out of her hair, making her hair dry and stringy with blood. She looked so pale- almost blue- and her lips were purple. Her hands were bony and veiny, and there was a huge dent in her head which made Yoohyeon gag. Her mother had tears still falling from her eyes, and she looked in worse shape than Yoohyeon had ever seen her. She wanted to give a huge hug to her mom and assure her that she's all right, but of course  Yoohyeon's translucent fingers slipped through her mother. She almost cried with frustration and sighed. It wasn't fun really, being a ghost. At least she had someone to scare. She couldn't think how it would be for people who died of natural death.

Yoohyeon arrived at her last stop: her dorm with all her friends. She really wanted to see them so badly. She stepped through the door without hesitation and went into the bedrooms. She stopped at Yubin's room first. She was sleeping, of course, but Yoohyeon couldn't help but smile at her. They were born the same year, but Yoohyeon thought of Yubin as a younger sister.

She stepped back through the door frame and went into her, Minji and Gahyeon's room. She was immediately shocked by a crazy scene in front of her and she jumped. Gahyeon was...choking someone? Her eyes were glowing and she looked even creepier than Yoohyeon could ever be. She desperately wanted to stop Gahyeon. But she was just a ghost, after all. She prised her eyes away from the scene and looked at Minji slumped on her desk. She was very clearly working late. Yoohyeon giggled. How cute. She desperately wanted to kiss her on the head, but ended up going through her head and bumping her nose on the table several times. "Ugh." Yoohyeon sighed. Being a ghost would take some getting used to.

I know this chapter is short

-N

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