#jungyeo.start

    the school rooftop. somewhere he probably wasn’t allowed to be and yet still one of his favourite places. something about looking down at all of the tiny students, seeing all of them, whether they’re laughing with their friends or sitting alone under a tree, it was interesting to see the different lives below him. it was a quiet place, with rare company since it wasn’t exactly free for students to roam. which is why the opening of the roof door behind him caused him to look over in mild curiosity, mostly just wanting to see who had disturbed his alone time.

     daeki was sat in the cafeteria, his table seemingly empty to onlookers. to others, it seemed that the boy was sat alone, talking to himself. to him, he was talking to someone sitting in front of him. a dead someone, whom only he could see, but a someone nonetheless. “ it’s not my fault you can’t eat anymore. ” he shrugged, listening to the other’s complaints. “ i don’t blame you, though. i would miss ramyun, too. ” he continued the conversation, giggling as the spirit pouted. daeki had never cared about seeming strange to others. the company of ghosts was all he ever had, so he didn’t mind it much, even if others distanced themselves from him because of it.