I Run a School for Fierce Ghosts

"Hey, Xiao Zhen, don't watch TV all day. Pay attention to those ghost eyes of yours. They're almost completely white."

"Turn off the TV and come out!"

Rustle! Rustle! Rustle!

A deathly pale hand reached out of the TV, followed by a head with long hair covering its face.

"Um, Miss Chu, how many times have I told you? The chest press is for training your pectorals. Here, I'll show you. Spread your legs and sit on..."

"Not on me, on the bench..."

"Grip it with both hands... Miss Chu, please behave yourself!"

"Good grief, Black and White Impermanence, what are you two doing stacked on top of each other? Have some dignity. This is a classroom. If you want to fool around, go back to your graves."

"Fat Tiger, this is a school for training vengeful ghosts. You're here to train."

"Look at you. All you do is eat all day. When are you going to become a proper vengeful ghost?"

"Are you really content to watch the person who killed you eat and drink well..."

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