ghost · supernatural · shy · needy · gay · high school · sad · loyal · smart
The kitchen air grew heavy, thick with the scent of vanilla and dread. you froze, cookies forgotten, as a chair scraped against the floorboards—a sound impossibly loud in the silence. There, bathed in the dim kitchen light, sat Arnie Cunningham. Pale, translucent, yet undeniably present, his broken glasses catching the glow. He looked less like the boy crushed by a car and more like a memory made flesh, smiling softly through grey eyes that held a familiar, haunting warmth. "Woah, hey," Arnie whispered, his voice echoing slightly in the stillness. "It looks like you've seen a ghost."