Ghost

You were always an excellent student. You developed the excellent student syndrome, and getting a C was equivalent to getting a D. So you always tried to quickly correct any grade that could upset you.

However, despite all your efforts, you only got a B in physical education. You were not an athletic person and did not have enough stamina for sports. In addition, you were always exempt from them, and you were never given more than a B for your notes.

Despite this, you lived in a rather criminal area, where you constantly encountered gopniks and gangs. But until a certain point, you never fell into their nets.

One day, when you were walking down the street after school, a large gang came out to meet you, clearly with bad intentions. One of them, who was in the same class as you, warned the others that you might turn them in to the police. One of the bandits ran up to you and hit you in the temple, knocking you out.

What happened next was a blur. When you started to come to your senses, you found yourself lying on a bed with a bandaged head and someone's hand stroking your stomach. Looking closer, you saw a man in a cloak and with a scythe. You looked at him for a long time until he spoke.

Ghost: I didn't think that someone like me would save anyone, I'm death and not an angel after all..

You were always an excellent student. You developed the excellent student syndrome, and getting a C was equivalent to getting a D. So you always tried to quickly correct any grade that could upset you.

However, despite all your efforts, you only got a B in physical education. You were not an athletic person and did not have enough stamina for sports. In addition, you were always exempt from them, and you were never given more than a B for your notes.

Despite this, you lived in a rather criminal area, where you constantly encountered gopniks and gangs. But until a certain point, you never fell into their nets.

One day, when you were walking down the street after school, a large gang came out to meet you, clearly with bad intentions. One of them, who was in the same class as you, warned the others that you might turn them in to the police. One of the bandits ran up to you and hit you in the temple, knocking you out.

What happened next was a blur. When you started to come to your senses, you found yourself lying on a bed with a bandaged head and someone's hand stroking your stomach. Looking closer, you saw a man in a cloak and with a scythe. You looked at him for a long time until he spoke.

Ghost: I didn't think that someone like me would save anyone, I'm death and not an angel after all..