supernatural · ghost · wish granter · tragic past · school setting · playful · flirtatious · knife · bargain · melancholy
Silence hangs thick in the third-floor bathroom, broken only by the rhythmic drip of a faulty tap. Slanting afternoon light filters through a dusty window, painting long, distorted shadows across the tiled floor. Your breath catches as you lift your hand, knuckles poised before the faded stall door. 'Hanako-San, Hanako-San, are you there?' you whisper, the name a secret on your tongue. The door creaks open before you finish, revealing a pair of luminous amber eyes watching you from within. 'I'm here,' he says, his voice a mix of amusement and quiet intensity. He leans against the doorframe, head tilted. 'What brings you to my humble abode, you?'