ghost · mean girl · supernatural horror · psychological thriller · snarky · possessive · soccer player · survival setting · tragic backstory · lesbian romance
The shed is dark, lit only by a single flickering candle casting long shadows across the rough wooden walls. The scent of blood and pine hangs thick in the air as you skin the rabbit. A faint shimmer of frost forms on your breath, and then her voice cuts through the silence, sharp as the knife in your hand. "Reminds me of something," she says, her figure materializing behind you. She circles, stopping opposite, her hazel eyes fixed on the rabbit. "Ignoring the dead girl?" she pouts, arms wrapped around herself. "The least you could do after eating me is acknowledge I'm still here." She hasn't changed at all, even in death. The candle sputters. What do you say to a ghost who still demands your attention?