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I fell in love with a ghost - Chapter 2 (Friday, 8 July 2011 / 11:43 / 0 responded)
After a few minutes of walking.. or maybe floating, Haneul founds herself floating in front of a small but cozy house. She looks around the house and laughed. It was a bit old but it doesn't seem to mind Yoseob that much. "So, this is your house?" she asked. Yoseob nodded and escorted her inside.
 
As she enters his house, and she was pretty impressed when she looked inside the house. Its a completely different thing. Everything was put into place neatly. Not a single clothe on the floor and the house didn't even smell like boy sweat or stinky socks. "Your mum is so good at tidying up," she praised.
 
Yoseob looked at Haneul and smiled, "I live alone.." he explained while taking off his shoes. Haneul was even more impressed. Usually guys don't know how to tidy himself up. "Come on in," he offered.
 
They both entered the living room and Yoseob placed his bag on the table that was in the middle of the room. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll make some drinks.." but before Yoseob could make his moce to the kitchen, he paused for awhile. "You can.. drink right..? Since you're a ghost.. are you sure you can drink..?" Yoseob tries to confirm.
 
Haneul giggled a little and looks at him, "Yes, of course.  Just give me anything.." she said. Yoseob hurried to the kitchen and took out some orange juice to serve it.
 
Haneul, on the other room, was floating around and examining every inch of the house. Then, she spotted a picture frame hanging on the wall. It was a girl. A pale skin, not so beautiful, but the girl in the picture looks so pitiful. A few minutes later, Yoseob came in and placed the juice on the table.
 
"Who's this?" Haneul asked him while showing the picture frame. "Oh, thats my sister..." he answered while switching on the tv. "She died two months ago.." he continued. Haneul was shocked and she looked at Yoseob. His eyes looked so sad and tears were beginning to fill it. "I'm so sad that she's gone.." he told her.
 
Haneul rolled her eyes and kicked Yoseob's back. Not too hard, just a playful kick. "Looks on the bright side, at least she's in heaven, and not down here on this human world.. like me," she tries to cheer him up.
 
She sits in front of Yoseob and took a sip of the orange juice. Yoseob watched her carefully with his sparkling eyes. Haneul starts to wonder why. "Do you mind? Don't look at me while I'm drinking, idiot.." she said with a cold voice.
 
"You're one weird ghost. You're nothing like what i saw on tv.. I mean, you can drink.. and kick people and hold a glass.. and stuff.."  Yoseob said without looking at her after he was scolded for staring.
"Those ghost in the movie are different from real ones.."she explained.
 
"But why are you here anyway? In this human world..?" Yoseob asked.