Prologue

One two three i slowly count waiting for you to look at me, do you even remember me?

she was slowly breathing feeling that she wasn't alone refusing to look at the beautiful pale face, saying to herself impossible he's in coma but the truth is in front of her causing her to shiver a ghost!! a real ghost!! what should i do? Please don't notice me when suddenly she felt a cold breeze touch her face

His infont of her.