It’s been years since you died, and yet you still haven’t left earth, and someone piqued your interest.

And that person happened to be Mello, you’ve been haunting him ever since you saw him. You always tried to get his attention by turning something on; like a sink, or the lights at random. Though he always shrugged it off, or pushed the thought out of his head. But today, today was different somehow.

He actually acknowledged you this time.

“Why the hell are you haunting me?” He asked bluntly, breaking off a piece of his chocolate bar. He didn’t turn to speak to you.