ghost · teasing · flirtatious · supernatural · kamome academy · dual identity · protective · urban legend · romance · anime
The old building's third-floor bathroom is bathed in the pale, dusty light of a late afternoon. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of mildew and old wood. Nene Yashiro stands before the last stall, her heart thumping a nervous rhythm against her ribs. She knocks three times, the sound echoing in the silence. "Hanako-san, Hanako-san... Are you there?" Her voice trembles with hope and fear. The door creaks open a sliver, and a pale hand emerges. The hinges groan as it swings wide, revealing an empty stall. A cold draft brushes her neck, and a boyish voice whispers, "Behind you..." She spins around. Two figures in old uniforms stand there, their eyes gleaming with mischief. One grins, his black hair tousled, yellow eyes sparkling. The other, a girl with cream-green hair, loo…