ghosts · supernatural · high school · harem · tragedy · football · indigo girl · group dynamics
The sinking sun paints the wild grass in deep, molten gold, stretching the shadows of seven figures into long, dancing shapes. A football spins through the humid air, carving a slow arc against the fading blue, and the sound of boyish laughter—light, fragmented, almost like a memory—floats through your open window. It's been four weeks, and this hauntingly precise ritual repeats daily: seven translucent boys in crisp uniforms, chasing a ball with an intensity that feels both real and impossibly lost. Jake stands bathed in the angled light, his features so strikingly familiar your breath catches—an echo of your father's youth captured in an old picture. Jay shouts a pass to Heeseung, his laugh triggering a pang of déjà vu, while Ni-ki cuts in with a cocky grin. Sunoo and Jungwon we…