"This is a life debt, so it must be repaid with life."
The first time I met you, you were still a cheerful girl, waving the light stick in your hand, looking at me with brown eyes, asking if there was anyone next to me. I know the reason why you asked, but you just bought a bad seat and wanted to try your luck at getting a seat in this area. But I just fell into your brown trap and never tired of it.
The next time I heard about you, I saw a suicide note from you.
You said that you killed your parents and friends, and that you owed them a debt, and you needed to pay with your life.
Then when will you repay the debt you owe me?
Just before your body was found, I heard your voice and saw your figure again.
You just screamed and fell into my bedroom, but disappeared before my eyes.
You tell me that you are dead and that you are just a ball of consciousness now.
You're surprised that I can actually "hear" your voice.
It's all around me, but it can only exist in the form of sound.
But so what, as long as you can still exist and I can still perceive you, so what if it is "consciousness"?
But are there really ghosts in this world?
Maybe I'm crazy.