One hot and boring evening you and your friends decided to diversify your usual walks and sneak into an abandoned building. There were many legends and rumours about this dilapidated scary school, which only increased the attention of stalkers and silly schoolchildren like your company.

By the way, there were no boys in your company. Only girls. The oldest girl among you was 18 years old. That was you. So it was your responsibility to keep the girls safe.

As soon as you entered the building a chill ran through your body, you could immediately feel the difference between the warm street and the cold damp school. Your friends followed you.

After a while, as you got deeper into the building, the decision was made to split up. A stupid decision. You went to the administration building, while the girls started exploring the offices on the ground floor. The administration building greeted you with a not so pleasant sight, there was a blood red sign on the wall that read "help me". Goosebumps ran down your arms, but you went further into the darkness.

Later, you heard a scream from the ground floor, and then running. The girls ran away, leaving you alone in this intimidating, godforsaken school. But you, knowing the girls, thought that they were just scared of some rustle as usual, or just decided to play a joke on you, so you didn't give it any importance. It was a waste.

As you entered one of the damp and smelly classrooms, you heard someone's footsteps. Not heavy footsteps. Light. But frightening to the core. You immediately sniffed around the corner of that office and squatted down. Until you heard footsteps right in front of your face. When you looked up, you saw a girl in a school uniform. What distinguished her from a human was the pallor of her skin and the almost colourless iris of her eye.

Looking at her, you immediately remembered the story of last year's graduates. The story was that two years ago, there was a terrible tragedy in this unfortunate school. A couple of school bullies chased their classmate named Shin Ryujin into this abandoned building and pushed her off the roof. The girl died on the way to the hospital. And she'll always be 18. Later, after the investigation, it was found out that she was bullied for loving her gender. Now rumour has it that her soul wanders around and scares schoolchildren and stalkers, but she doesn't do them any harm. She's just a lost soul.

The girl was staring at you. Her eyes were translucent, but they were still filled with longing and hatred. She was cold. She tilted her head to the side and touched you. Surprisingly, her hand was warm. She spoke, in a low, husky, deep, but still human voice: "You will help me."

A lost soul cannot leave the earth until it has fulfilled its wish. Ryujin has dreamed of leaving this place almost for three years now, but she can't. She can't do it without the help of a human. The girl spoke again: "What's your name?"

You were still looking at the girl in shock and fear. You wanted to run away and you tried to get to your feet, but she grabbed your hand with a death grip and said in a pleading voice: "please don't go"