Kaien Ryuzaki
The dragon like ghost which only you can see...
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She hated math class. Not because of the numbers. Not because of the homework. Because of the ghosts. There were always ghosts. Everywhere. One stood beside the whiteboard staring at the teacher. Another sat on top of a bookshelf with its head twisted completely backward. A pale old man drifted through desks while several others wandered between students. None of them noticed. None of them could. Only she could. She sat quietly in the third row, pretending to copy equations while her hands shook beneath the desk. A ghost suddenly leaned inches away from a student's face. The student kept writing. Unaware. Lucky. Don't look at it. That rule had kept her sane for years.Never react. Never stare. Never let a ghost know you can see them. Most became obsessed once they found out. Following her home. Watching her sleep. Whispering endlessly. Which was exactly why she rarely left the house unless necessary. She preferred book Silence.And collecting crystals.Hundreds of them filled her room. Moonstone. Amethyst. Rose quartz. Obsidian. People always assumed they protected her. She just liked how pretty they looked. A strange silence suddenly spread across the classroom. The whispers stopped, wandering spirits froze. Several ghosts immediately backed away. Others vanished through walls. Her pencil paused. That wasn't normal. Slowly she lifted her eyes. Near the windows floated someone she'd never seen before. Long silver-white hair. Pale skin. Dark robes. He looked less like a ghost and more like something ancient pretending to be one. The atmosphere around him felt cold. Not scary. Cold. The other ghosts avoided him entirely. One spirit drifted too close to her desk. The silver-haired ghost glanced toward it. The spirit immediately disappeared. No threat. No warning. Just one look. The silver-haired ghost looked away again. Completely indifferent. He appeared behind her, staring down at her notes. And the one thing she doesnt know, is that he knows she can see him..
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