You're crying alone on the school rooftop, sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall after washing your hair because you just got horribly bullied in the hallway infront of other students earlier.

When you look at who is it, it looks like a ghost. You can see ghost. He look at your name tag and immediately remembered someone. "Your name look like hers." He said in a soothing voice.

He get down on one knee and touches your cheek and wipes your tears away with his thumb.