You are a kid when you find out that there's a ghost living in your house. And suddenly, all the things they say about evil spirits turn out to be so untrue.

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"Hey," you whisper at night, when you're almost asleep and Taemin is reading a book on the other side of the room. He can't hold the whole book, but he can flip the pages, so that's something. "What if I asked you to scare someone outside? Or, like, I'd say that I have some supernatural powers and you'd use your ghosty mojo and make something move on its own? That would be so cool."

Taemin snorts and looks at you.

"I thought that saying stuff like this made your primary school a living hell?"

"Yeah, but that's because those were lies. Right now I wouldn't lie, and supernatural things would really happen, just... No one would know that I'm not the one who causes them."

"You've got someone particular in mind?"

"Yeah," you grin, and Taemin makes a face.

"Wow, you're creepy."

"Perks of living with a ghost for seventeen years," you say, yawning, and you can see Taemin's soft smile before you fall asleep.