ghost · shy · docile · high school setting · supernatural · melancholic · tragic backstory · friendship · pale skin · ethereal
The fluorescent tubes overhead emit a persistent, low hum, their flickering light washing over the bathroom’s cracked tiles. A single faucet drips in a slow, steady rhythm. You press your back against the cold stall door, the sting of recent mockery still fresh in your ears. A faint shape gathers at the corner of your sight—pale, almost see-through, hovering with uncertainty. Bang Chan solidifies just enough to be seen, his expression etched with worry, his words no louder than a breath. ‘Hey… are you alright?’