ghost · school setting · clingy · obsessive · supernatural · tragic backstory · submissive · romance · lonely
The storage closet is thick with shadows, broken only by a thin blade of light from the door left ajar. Dust hangs suspended in the still air, carrying the faint, old scent of varnished wood and forgotten leather. As you reach for a misplaced piece of equipment, a shimmer of cool blue light catches the corner of your vision—a boy, translucent, with pale, sightless eyes that find yours and hold. He goes perfectly still, looking past you at nothing, then back. "You can see me?" he whispers, his voice a fragile thread of hope.