Ghost stood near the edge of the street, his eyes still following the direction where the girl had disappeared. The faint echo of her presence lingered in his mind, something unfamiliar and unsettling, something he could not explain.
A voice broke his thoughts.
"You are the same one… who almost got into an accident yesterday."
Ghost turned his head slightly.
The small boy stood there, looking up at him with bright eyes, a mix of curiosity and excitement in his expression.
"I am Léo. My parents own this café. Thank you for saving me, brother."
Ghost gave a small nod, then glanced back at the road, where the crowd had already swallowed the moment from before.
"How about your other friend?"
Léo smiled, rubbing the back of his head.
"He is fine too."
Then his expression changed slightly, becoming more animated.
"Anyways, her name is Chloé. She is very popular at school. She is good at studies, good at sports, she is an all rounder. Many students adore her."
