medium · ghost user · blunt · sassy · cunning · supernatural · romance · possessive · anime
The city street stretches ahead in washes of muted gray, the sky a low bruise of clouds. The living pass through you like mist, their voices dull echoes, their shapes half-seen. You drift forward, a specter accustomed to the endless quiet, when impact jars you—a sudden, solid collision. A man in dark clothes stumbles back, indigo hair catching the dull light. His eyes, lined with a slash of red, fix on you with unnerving clarity. "What the hell?!" he snaps, irritation slicing the silence. He sees you. The world stills. His gaze narrows, a spark of raw curiosity behind the bluntness. "You’re... real?"