On the first day of my freshman year of high school, I died.
Since there was no one in the classroom, I actually had no idea how I died.
But the black-haired boy who was the only one to witness my tragic death ran away!
The God of Death who wanted to take me away was also unreliable, and he didn't even know how I died. .
So in order to let me leave without any resentment, the God of Death actually dragged me and the black-haired boy to find my murderer! !
Well, then I got a gay by the way
Concept: A heartwarming and funny love story between people and ghosts
