Definitely_not_a_human

  Finally, I've made a friend. Not only that, but one who is in the know. Words cannot describe how eted I am. I want to squeal in delight, I want to jump around, ughing like crazy, I want to spin around with a smile on my face. But I also don't want to accidentally annoy someone with my fit. Life is way harder for someone who can see and interract with the abnormal.

  They're just everywhere. On the streets, in the buildings, flying in the air, anywhere one can see with their eyes, they are there. Normally, they ignore us humans even though they can see us, we're not on the same frequency, I think. But there's also me, who somehow can get their attention.

  Not all are friendly.

  But most are, so not much pressure to avoid accidentally talking to them most of the time. I'll just look like I have schizofrenia as I do so. I still have the prescription from when I thought seeing them was normal. Though I was a child, so I seriously don't understand why they took it so seriously. Might be childish ramble, right?

  Anyways, I made a friend! And we're immediately close enough for her to fall asleep on my shoulder...

  Okay, that was my fault, I didn't know she would be so distressed by getting called out. Maybe she have some bad memories with it? Hmm... food for thoughts.

  But that kiss afterwards though, maybe too much? This country is famous for being professional and uptight afterall. I might need to apologize tomorrow.

  "Tomorrow" comes quite quickly. I remember having some weird dream about something like a noble estate that changes from day to night near instantaneously and a door that leaks cold mist. It's less vivid than my "revetion" dreams, so I probably just woke up in the middle of the night and started lucid dreaming.

  I make a quick breakfast of cereal and a few slices of bread. There is this one store on my way home called Madame Kaori that makes really good pastries, both savory and sweet.

  Soon enough, I'm in css, an hour early, for various reasons. Two people are in the css, Genso and... uh, the girl from yesterday... Usami, was it? I don't think I've talked to her before. They are stealing gnces at each others, it's a wonder that neither of them have noticed yet.

  "Good morning."

  "Hmmmmmm!" Genso lets out a muffled high-pitched scream and falls off her seat. Why is she so jittery?

  "Ah..." Usami looks like she wants to say something, but hesitates, then she gathers her courage and... hesitates again. Girl, what kind of things are you trying to say?

  Finally, after a minute of awkward Genso staring at me staring at Usami's expression going from determined to awkward to defeated and back to determined again, I decide to break the silence.

  "So-"

  A loud bang echoes through the still empty cssroom. The previously closed door is now open, and standing in it is a grotesque, fttened body, one of the "Seven Mysteries", I think the story was a boy who often kicks doors open got killed by a heavy door falling on him.

  Ironic, and kinda moronic, too. Who thought of that story?

  "Who's that?" Usami questions.

  "Probably the wind."And I reply

  "No no, who's that standing in the door frame?" At that, my eyes widen.

  She shouldn't have done that.

  "Why are we running?" The idiot asks.

  Okay, fine, she's not an idiot, it's quite normal for people to question the weird things they see, afterall. But how is it that she can see them, but still make the mistake of interacting?

  "How long have you been able to see them?"

  "What?"

  Oh great, a new one.

  "You see that thing running behind us?" I point at the Door Kicked (seriously, who thought of this?) chasing us

  "Uh..."

  "Can you see it?"

  "Y-Yes?"

  "To put it simply, that's a malevolent yokai. And you let it know that you can see it."

  "O-Oh... Well..." She stopped. Okay, she is an idiot. The two of us keep running.

  "Um-"

  "Don't ask, Genso-chan." She hastly looks away for some reason.

  A loud thud reached my ears. Haa... It's so-

  "Maria-san?" I whip my head back, and what I see actually, like actually schocks me.

  Door boy is being held on the ceiling by Usami, not by hand, but by telekinesis!

  She was a supernatural all along? I kissed Genso for nothing! UHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGG!

  I want to bang my head on the wall, but there's the Hall Hanger chilling there and I do not have the luxury of being fully incorporeal to them.

  Fortunately no one caught us running in the halls. Now that I think about it, the school seemed a little empty. I know it's still early, but this isn't that kind of empty...

  Slowly, like an illusion, people appeared around us while the lighting seems brighter. Some are startled by our sudden appearance, but apologize because they "Didn't see you there."

  "What kind of fever dream-grade event is this?" Usami whispers, which I wholly agree with.

  But, this... event, it's not an illusion slowly coming to life, but rather one being dispelled.

  Was the empty school the Spiritual Pne? Astral Pne? Whatever they're called. But how did the three of us even got there? Hmm...

  I stare at the two of them, and they stare back.

  "I have no idea." I finally answer after ten seconds of awkward eye contact.

  "What... exactly happened?" Genso is a little lost, which is understandable, she probably haven't met another supernatural before me if how she reacted when I first spoke up was anything to go by.

  We stand in silence again, the usual sounds of a normal school serve as background to at least reduce the awkwardness a little.

  "So... you two wanna join my Secret Sealing Club?"

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