"So tell us... Who is he?"

"Guys, I told you to stop teasing me!" 

"Haha, fine fine. Just stop pouting…."

The trees outside wrestled their leaves, preparing to sprout new buds; as the flowers nurtured themselves and their beautiful colors with the sound of laughter.

An old school stood amongst nature, resonating with the purity of youth.

*step

step

step

step*

A young man walked across the classroom, making his way over to a desk sitting by a window.

He sits down with a wide smile spread across his face and looks over the desk at another student whose face is buried in a workbook,

"Hey Phi'! I have a question for you." He says as he rests his elbow on the desk, placing his face into his hands.

"Hmm?" the student hums, raising his dark, thin eyebrows inquisitively; his gaze shielded by his long eyelashes, still focused solely on the book.

"Do you believe in…." the young man leans in closer, almost as if he was afraid to be heard by something, and whispers "....ghosts?!"

"...."

"...."

Silence fell over the two of them until finally, the student raised his eyes to meet the young man. The light from the window beamed down onto the young man, encasing him in a warm, gentle hue; his dark eyes almost became the color of honey.

 For a split second, a hint of mockery flashed across those beautiful eyes of his, but it was so fast that the opposing young man didn't seem to notice.

The student looks down and carefully places his book on the desk before meeting the young man's intrusive gaze. Now revealing his strikingly beautiful appearance, he leans in a bit closer leaving the young man a bit flustered. 

The young man quickly asks again, "Do you?" 

A beautiful smile blossoms across the young man's face, lifting the edges of his bright red lips. He pushes his messy long black hair out of his eyes, sighing slightly as he leans back in his chair. 

"What nonsense are you talking about, there is no such thing as ghosts"...