The Face I Found

She's lived her whole life seeing ghosts-
but never their faces.

To her, spirits are nothing more than silent, blurry shapes drifting through the corners of her world... easy to ignore, easy to forget.

Until she sees him.

A man with a clear face.
A voice that reaches her.
Eyes that lock onto hers like she's the only person who can see him-which might be true.

He isn't like the others.
He doesn't fade.
He doesn't drift.
He feels real in a way no ghost ever has.

And the deeper he slips into her everyday life, the more impossible he becomes.

Because someone like him shouldn't exist.
Not in her world.
Not in the rules she's always known.

Yet there he is-
the one presence she shouldn't fall for...

and the only one she can't let go.