Hi there! Nice to meet you! I’m just your average vengeful ghost, lingering in the world, right in the place where I die.

“Would you be my friend?”

Her expression is brighter than before. She tilt her head a little to the side before smiling with her eyes.

“I’d love not to be alone”

Now, where did I hear that line before?

And with that, it ended the summary to our first meeting.

The beginning of where I was no longer alone.

And you’d wonder; “why the heck a ghost have PoV?”

Well, honey, certainly a memory that is erased can’t come back on its own, is it?

Would you rather have her point of view of things and be confused forever and hate on her for being so vague? I’d rather not spoil your time to do that.

Here’s a thing, I could touch things, but that comes with a price. It requires my utmost attention and all of my might. Also, did I already tell you that I could still feel pain even when I’m dead? I haven’t? Okay, well now you know.

Second of all, I could only touch humans under two circumstances.

One, which is to possess them. And two, to touch them.

If I don’t concentrate at all, everything would just go past me.

She was an exception. Very few people who had enough spiritual power to see ghost like me, most likely have enough power to touch me also.

Another thing, I couldn’t move an inch from where I died.

You know, the whoever rules the other world decides that I should just suffer forever as the price for killing myself.

Anyway, a week after staying here, she wakes up screaming on top of her lungs.

Startled by her screams, I rushed to her immediately, only to be screamed again.

I could see her looking up at me with her hands raking her hair, pulling on it harshly.

“Who are you?!!”

She yelled at me, but I the grip on her hair was loosened and she eyed me curiously. Like a lost child in the middle of nowhere.

“I’m Jin. Your roommate.” I said, while she went quiet. Her bleary eyes glistening with her tear.

“Who am I, Jin?”

I blink as she tested my name on her tongue. I could faintly recall she had said about forgetting things a lot.

I didn’t know she meant that she had a full amnesia and forget every single thing including her name.

“You’re [Y/N]. Do you remember anything at all?”

She shook her head slowly in shame.

It’s like someone had pressed the reset button for her.

“Jin, are you really my roommate?”

She stops me and holds my hand.
It startled me, as it’s been years since anyone touch me.

“Yes, we’re friends”

I gave her a reassuring smile and a gentle squeeze to calm her down.

And she gave me the most dazzling smile I ever see.

And I could almost feel my nonexistent heart beating against my ribcage.