"You look a little pale today, Sherry." Jane commented, studying my face closer. "Did you sleep late last night?"

"Ah, yeah..." I can't sleep properly every time I kill someone as nice as an angel. How could I? The money I receive from briefcases makes it worse. How could I sleep after my conscience eats away my soul? The price of a nice person is a nice meal in a nice restaurant! How could I sleep through the night, knowing that?

"You can't sleep late! No matter the reason, you can't sleep late!"

"Huh?" She starts reprimanding me all of a sudden. It's still so early in the morning!

"Sleeping 8 hours a day is the healthiest way! No matter what, you can't skip sleep!" She puffed up her chest in an arrogant but proper manner. It was like as if she was boasting how she sleeps 8 hours a day, and she's reprimanding me to do the same.

Although she's strict and has a sharp mouth, I don't think she's a bad guy. She's just concerned about my health and that's why she's acting this way.

I watched a TV show before about how a mother, as strict as Jane, forbids her child from everything that may harm him physically, emotionally, or mentally. Every possibility of her child getting hurt in every way, she forbids it. Because she loves him. Even if she forbids almost everything with a reason, she never forbade happiness. She always loves to see him smile and laugh, not minding the strictness that she has...

I guess she's just the same.

"Alright, alright. It was just last night. I won't sleep late tonight." I beamed a reassuring smile at her.

"A-ah... I can't keep being strict with others! I keep doing this!" She reprimands herself, messing up her hair with great force.

"It's fine with me. You can be strict with me." I tried to calm her down. She was being irrational that I don't know how to handle her.

With a small hope in her eyes as she looked up to me, she suddenly grabbed both of my hands together and leaned towards me.

"Can I be your friend?" She asks.

"S-sure..." I never thought of that. I forgot I can make real friends here.

"Hello girls~" someone barged in our middle, wrapping both hands in our shoulders. "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, Bill!" Jane exclaimed. "We were just talking about how I can be Sherry's friend!"

"Oh, can I join? Being Sherry's friend, I mean."

This guy is very carefree and happy-go-lucky. He's like a ball of a thousand energies that I cannot contain. Even so, his energies are not negatives.

"I don't think I even know who you are." I stammered.

"My bad, my bad. My name is William Smith, nickname Bill. Nice to meet you." He held out his hands to shake mine.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too."

•

It was exhausting. Classes are really annoying. Then again, I have no right to say anything since I slept through it all.

I sighed, then I yawned. In that order. I'm not satisfied with today, at all.

"You dare sigh in disappointment, when you actually slept through the whole class? How idiotic." The guy beside me clicked his tongue. What's his problem?

"What's your problem anyway? Don't stick your nose where it's not supposed to be!" I seethed.

"It's because you were snoring so much that I didn't get to concentrate in class. You should really consider others!"

"Why don't you just wake me up then?!"

"I did, countless of times. None of my plans worked!"

Damn. I'm used to sleeping so soundly whenever I don't get enough sleep. I know I have to sleep half conscious, but Richard and that concubine always take care of the job whenever I sleep, and so I recently sleep with no worries now. I didn't think it would go this far!

"By the way, Jane is waiting for you outside. She already took out your bags and stuffs. You should hurry up and go, Ghost Girl." He turned his head away, looking through the window with his downcast eyes.

"Ghost Girl?!"

"It's because you were being gray and dead. Don't worry others too much. You're troublesome."

I clicked my tongue in annoyance and stormed off the room. I don't think I'll ever know what his problem with me is! Troublesome? Yeah, right. He's problematic! What an annoying guy to be seated with!

Ghost Girl, huh... I think that perfectly describes me...