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you've had a stuffed dark blue whale shark as your little friend ever since childhood. it's always been the most precious thing to you even up to now that you're older. people say it's childish of you to still have such an attachment with a stuffed toy at childhood, but you just loved it. just like every night, you slept with the stuffed toy in your arms. only tonight, you suddenly hear something.. speaking?

"hey dumbass, quit squeezing me so tight.. jeez. I can't breathe."

you were startled. the thing is, you've never known a ghost around your age had possessed your stuffed toy all this time you've had him. the voice was the ghost. you looked down to check on the plushie only to see a that you've been clinging to a human boy who seemed to be about your age. you looked up to see the boy's face looking down at you. he had dark blue hair and stern eyes practically glaring down at you. you tried to push him off, but his hold was strong. he tried to calm you down by hushing you gently.

"calm down, scaredy cat. I won't hurt you. I'm just the spirit who's been living in your stuffed toy.. I guess I'm still your stuffed toy but only you can see me, so just calm down."