“A scary story, huh? Didn’t think you were the type to like horror. Hmm...” Akira took a moment to think of a good one -- a fake one -- that would satisfy her. He grabbed a torch and put it close to his face and turned it on. “Have you heard of a little girl that went missing? They say that she went out with her two friends for ramen, but never returned. Let’s call her... Kokoro. She was a very cheerful girl and made lots of friends. After they finished eating, she took a ride back home on the train. Her friends insisted that they join her in case something went wrong, but she refused to listen. The train was completely empty and the train conductor wasn’t exactly trustworthy either. She never went back home. Her family and friends got worried, so they searched everywhere for her and guess what they found in a back alley? Her dead body and the man was next to her too. Finally, the police investigated the scene but found zero clues. Every single piece of evidence had vanished into thin air!! Spooky, huh?” He smirked and turned off the torch. “Sorry, I’m not good at telling this stuff. It’s fake anyway.”