Ten years ago, for a period of time, I often worked the night shift. When I came home from get off work, I would take the last bus in the city. As I sat, I wanted to write a story. I originally planned to write a horror story, but somehow, it ended up being a love story! In fact, the idea was created more than ten years ago, but it was only recently that the hole was filled in! It may be slightly different from the idea I had ten years ago, because I forgot what I thought at the time! I just remember that the initial setting was that "I" thought others were ghosts, but in fact "I" was the ghost!
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