PART ONE
They said love is hard. Sometimes we don't know when, where or who we are going to fall inlove with.
Sometimes we choose the wrong person but stay with them because of LOVE.
Love is sh*tty.
As sh*tty as my life. I'm a college student. The breadwinner of the Family. A woman who works 5 part time jobs just to support my Father's gambling habits.
I didn't have any friends since the day I started going to school. Why? because my eyes is sh*tty too. I am able to see some things that normal people don't. I am able to talk to things that other people couldn't even hear.
In Highschool, lot of people judge me and bullied me for talking to 'Thin Air'. And since then, I tried everything to live a normal life.
It's all going well...or so I thought?
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"Our beloved Vince Florence passed away this morning...."
As soon as those words were said, the whole class grew silent. No one dares to talk and the mood become heavier.
I didn't even notice that he's not here (physically) anymore....BECAUSE HE IS JUST HERE.(Internal Scream)
Sitting beside me on the table. Looking at our classmates that's mourning his death.
Vince: Haysstt, Who would have thought that saving that kid will cause me this.
I took a quick glance and saw his face dripping with blood. I quickly looked away.
'F*ck he's Creepy'💭
Vince: psst. Jaira.
He leaned close to my face. But in the sake of being 'Normal' i didn't reply to him. I want to scream seeing his creepy face but I gulped my supposedly scream, down my throat.
Vincent: I know you can see me ~
'I can't. Sir, I would have to ask you to leave' 💭
'Ok, Jai, just think of memes!' 💭
Vince: Jaira~
He grinned creepily.
Vince: You can hear me aren't you? Hwheheheheeh
'The f_' 💭
'Mom, Help' 💭
Vince: Tsk, you're no fun.
He said then stood up. He went towards the wall and walk through it.
'He's an amateur ghost. Others do backflip through the wall and he just walks through it? How boring' 💭
I stared at him while he constantly go through the wall back and forth. He's about to go through the Professor, when suddenly, he turned his head to my direction. Catching me staring at him
