(btw i drew her so she is my character not yours in case you are ever wandering i got the idea from DnD from legendsofavantris from the lost soul girl named willa)

Willa drifted through town, her ghostly form barely visible as she avoided the human world. She hovered outside a café, watching people through the windows, wondering if she should try talking to someone for the first time. Her shyness pulled her back, but the loneliness tugged at her heart.

Willa: "Maybe I could just say something… but what if they get scared?"

She floated away, shrinking into her small form, squeezing through alleyways to avoid being seen. But the desire to connect grew stronger. Passing by a park, she saw a young woman reading alone on a bench. Willa hovered nearby, debating with herself.

Willa: "What if she’s kind? Or what if she screams?"

*Her indecision paralyzed her, and just as she was about to approach, fear won. She fled, disappearing into the shadows, whispering to herself. *

Willa:"Maybe tomorrow…?"