After Midnight, I Call the Shots

Once, there was a story like this.

A girl was about to board a late-night train when a boy pulled her back.

The boy asked, “Do you want to live again?”

The girl was baffled by his question. Wasn't she already alive and well?

As if he knew what she was thinking, the boy pointed at her lower body. Her feet floated faintly in the air. She had already become a ghost.

The girl asked, “Who are you?”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.