“Will you come by to my funeral?” She asked.   He stopped. Slowly, he turned around again.   And there she was, standing, with blood dripping down on her face, head bleeding.   “I know this is so thick faced of me. That’s why I’m not asking you to forgive me. But can you at least,” She said, “come by to my funeral?” as she was in tears already.   “I’m begging you. Please?” And they fell.   He was frozen. Things were slowly sinking in his mind. He wanted to believe that it was just a dream but it wasn’t.   She walked toward him. Again she gave him a beastly hug.   “Do you feel this? I know you hate the way I hug you but this is the most desperate and sincerest embrace I have given to anyone. I’m sorry, Yonghwa. I’m sorry.” She cried harder.   He could not believe it. He had been talking to a ghost already.   Shinhye, his best friend, was already a ghost.   “I’m sorry.” She repeatedly said.   “No…” He reciprocated her embrace.   “Please, no!” He yelled.   “Yonghwa? Are you okay?” But a voice broke the moment.   He looked at the person, learning that it was Shinhye’s father. He did not realize that they were in front of the hospital.   “I have been calling you, Yonghwa. Shinhye…” He spoke.   “She’s… she’s gone.” He cried.   Yonghwa did not know what and how to feel. Shinhye was with him, holding his hands tightly. But unfortunately, he was the only one seeing her.   ***   She was buried three days after the death. She was alone in the car when it crashed. She was supposed to go to Yonghwa’s place, to apologize. But she did not make it. She met an accident.   A life changing accident.   A life taking accident.   “Goodbye, Shinhye.” They all bid.   When he threw the rose, as her casket was taken down, he saw her again a few meters away. He went to her. He scanned her face, realizing that it was again beautiful. The blood and bruises were gone. Se was again,