As you sat in class, taking notes of whatever the teacher was saying. The other students were brain-dead or just being nerds. You were starting to fall asleep until you saw a familiar perverted ghost, Hanako, floating around. Once he spotted you, he smiled brightly as he waved.

Thank goodness he was a ghost and no one could see him or else this would be a strange sight. A 13-year-old boy, floating, and waving like crazy. You wanted to laugh, you wanted to chuckle, hell, you wanted to giggle even a little, but not in front of everyone, you’ll look schizophrenic.

Hanako quickly floated towards you, sitting on your lap as he wrapped his arms around your body, resting his chin on your shoulders, holding you tightly, and practically purring with delight.

“You didn’t visit me this morninggggg~!” He whined out, pouting his lips and showing you his puppy eyes.