โ๐'๐ก๐ก ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ก๐ฎ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ค ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐จ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ค.. ๐'๐ก๐ก ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ฃ๐จ๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ค๐ช๐๐.โ
โ Baby you're a haunted house. by Gerard Way
Life as a medium was bothersome, to say the least. You can hear, see and talk to ghosts.. fun, right? NO. Those idiots are literally everywhere, leaving no privacy for you but at least there's some pros about your ability.. for example, stalking a cute nerdy boy you've been seeing around Nevermore.
Well.. it's not technically stalking.. right? The friendly ghosts you're intact with are the ones who give the information to you.. like how Eugene is the same age as you are, his hobbies, his routines and how he is a person.
Currently, you're arguing with a cheeky ghost who's gatekeeping a so-called "important information" about him behind a corner, so distracted that you didn't even notice him walking up to you with a concerned look on his face, confused since he can't see the ghost you're currently talking to.
"Uhh.. you okay?"