I opened the door to see.. nothing. There was nothing on the rooftop but a single bench at the very end.

The cold breeze blew and my hair began to fly into my face. But I made no effort to control my long wild hair. The wind felt good against my skin. I loved the fall weather. 

Since I was already up here I might as well look at the view below. Walking over to the bench, I stood up ontop before stepping onto the ledge of the rooftop.

I stood there and looked down at the cars dropping off students and others rushing into the school. Again I felt the cold chill run down my spine. But this time I ignored it and continued to stare down below me.

"Aish! This stupid girl is gonna fall and get herself killed!" I heard someone shout behind me. I turned quickly and for a second lost my balance.

A cold pale hand reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me forward and off the ledge. I stumbled for a bit before straightening up to look at the person.

There in front of me stood a guy around my age. 

I wasn't too close to him, but still I could feel the cold auro coming from him. His hair was dark black with a tuft of blonde right in the front. His cheeks were a little round a chubby but over all he looked like a really young boy. 

For a second I felt pity at the fact that his life had ended so soon. 

He was staring at me wide eyed. Probably shocked at how he was able to touch me, and it probably freaked him out how I was staring right back at him. Only I wasn't gawking. Merely just looking at the poor unfortunate soul.

"Ca-can you see me?" He asked with a shaking voice. "Of course. Is it not obvious I'm looking right at you? Should I get closer?" I made a step closer causing him to take an automatic step back.

I couldn't help but giggle a little. For some reason I liked to tease, it was amusing to me to see the reactions of people.

"How is this possible..." The guy began talking to himself and I let him be while I debated internally on whether not I would help him.

Most souls who have passed but can't rest have a reason to why they can't. Almost like a personal mission they need to complete before completely moving on.

My mother did this before all the time and I admired her for it. Of course she did it with a sincere heart without expecting anything in return. I always wondered how she could be so self-less.

"What's your name?" I asked the boy who still seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. I've decided to help if I could. My mom would probably be proud if she were watching me.

"Why? Are you here to take me away?! Aniyyaa! You can't, I can't go yet!" The said boy started to panic and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Seriously?!

"Yah! Obviously I'm not going to do that. I mean, heller.. I'm in a school uniform," my voice sounded bored and uniterested as I stated the obvious. 

The boy in front of me seemed to relax a bit as he took in what I said. But then the confusion was obvious in his features before anger showed up. "Yah? Who the hell do you think you're being informal with?! You crazy girl," he mumbled the last part but I still heard it.

I'm actually rethinking helping this thing... "I don't know who I'm being informal with cause he won't tell me his name," I explained.

"Tsk," was the only answer I got back. Well... FINE THEN! "Stupid ghost boy," I mumbled under my breath along with other incoherent words as I walked off. 

If rude ghost boy wanted to be an then there was no way I was going to stick around and try to help him.

I left the rooftop in a huff just in time to hear the warning bell ring. Unfolding the map in my hand, I made my way to my homeroom and hoped I wouldn't run into ghost boy, or any other ghost for that matter.