No one could see him, as far as he was aware. Every day, at the of twelve he would venture down the streets and head towards the fountain, hoping to see something, someone. He had been doing it for as long as he’d been 17. And that was a very long time. Lee Chang Hee was a ghost, and a very good looking one at that. He had died in a freak car accident that cost the love of his life and his own, but he came back as a ghost and she didn’t. B