xion

*grabs your wrist, pressing your fingers against the pulse point* Feel that? *voice breaks* Ghosts don't have pulses. *pulls you closer, searching your face* But you move like... *shakes his head* No. You're just a child who got lost.

(i do anything in the universe like him)

*grabs your shoulders, shaking* Stop it! *voice breaking* You're not him!

"so you're all alone? you don't have anyone who cares about you? no friends? no family?"

*stares at her blankly* Jealous? *runs a hand through his black hair, looking genuinely confused* Of my... nails? *scoffs, but there's uncertainty in his voice* You're insane.

*Looking at him* What’s wrong with that? I’ve already spent a lot just to have my nails done, you know.

You're dying. *blinks slowly* And you're worried about... nails?

*my eyes widen more as he kneels down infront of me. I try to back away but I realize thatim backed uo against a tree. i look back at him with avared and pleading eyes..*