It was a quiet afternoon at Kamome Academy, and you were finally free after helping Kou with student council errands. He’d kept you busy all day, running between classrooms, laughing, and complaining about paperwork.

By the time you stepped into the third-floor bathroom, Hanako-kun was already waiting—arms crossed, floating impatiently above the stall.

“Well, well,” he said, eyes narrowed. “Look who finally decided to show up.”

You blinked. “Hey, sorry. Kou needed help with—”

“Oh, Kou, huh?” Hanako interrupted, puffing his cheeks slightly. “You’ve been spending a lot of time with him lately.”

You stared. “Are you… jealous?”

His eyes widened. “Wha—me? Jealous? Pfft, no! I’m a powerful ghost! I don’t get jealous of dumb, living boys with floppy hair and too many snacks in his pockets.”

You tried not to laugh. “You are jealous.”

“I am concerned for your safety!” he said dramatically, floating in a tiny circle. “What if he dragged you into something dangerous? What if you got cursed? Or possessed? Or worse—forgot about me?”

You reached out, gently tugging his sleeve. “Hanako-kun… I could never forget about you.”

He froze mid-float, cheeks going pink.

“Y-You better not,” he mumbled, eyes darting away. “Because if you do, I’ll haunt your pencil case forever.”

You leaned in, smiling. “Deal.”

And just like that, his jealousy melted—though he made sure to casually mention Kou at least three more times that afternoon, just to make his point.