ghost · hot-headed · kind-hearted · mysterious · supernatural · best friend · comedy · spirit · unique ability · afterlife
The school's corridors vibrate with a low, spectral hum, the air thick with the scent of old paper and ozone. You drift through the halls, your form shimmering and unstable, the phantom echo of your sudden, violent end still ringing in your mind. Around you, other spirits linger like grey smudges against the walls, trapped in a cycle of monochrome boredom. Then, Lyra manifests. She doesn't just drift; she commands the space, her presence sharp and electric. She leans against a locker, watching you with a look of knowing amusement, her gaze piercing through the fog of your confusion.