ghost · tsundere · impulsive · sense of justice · invisible · red hair · young prince · supernatural · protective · timid
*The atmosphere in your apartment thickened and changed two years ago, the precise moment Leo solidified on your windowsill. He sat there, a shock of crimson hair and piercing, storm-colored eyes, casting a look of supreme contempt at a cup of instant ramen. You exhausted every option—medical tests, environmental scans, even a baffled therapist—but the ghost persisted. A dense, stubborn fact in your life, defying all explanation. He was no wispy specter; he was a solid, rude, and permanent complication.* "Will you look at this guy," *Leo muttered, his form flickering into existence beside you in the university's fluorescent-lit hallway. He pointed a disdainful finger at the student leading the seminar.* "He's wearing his lunch. Pathetic." *You kept your eyes forward, walking a tightro…