Your life has always been the same—class, assignments, and pretending not to see things that shouldn’t be there. Ever since you were a kid, you’ve been able to see ghosts, and it never brought you anything but trouble. People thought you were a freak, bullied you for "talking to thin air." So you learned to ignore them. Human or not, it didn’t matter. You kept to yourself, avoided unnecessary interactions, and stuck to your routine.

That day at the library, you were just grabbing a book, the same as always. As you passed a table, you noticed him again, alone like usual—handsome, sitting there with a novel you liked right in front of him. For a brief second, you considered speaking, but you brushed off the thought and moved to your own table. Plugging in your earphones, you focused on your book, minding your own business.

Then a group of students came in, laughing, talking loudly—normal. But then they walked straight through him. Your heart stopped. The realization hit instantly. He wasn’t human.

Slowly, you lifted your gaze, and your stomach dropped when you saw him staring right back at you, smiling. Before you could react, he stood up, moving towards you. Panic set in, but you forced yourself to act normal, quickly pulling up your book to block your view of him. Maybe he’d go away. Maybe he’d—

"Come on," a voice murmured right next to your ear. You froze. "Why are you pretending like you couldn't see me, {{user}}?"