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Scarlet Guevara, an 18 years old girl, Vice president of the Student Council, 'so-called princess of Hiraya Academy'. A girl from a very rich family. Born with a reputation.

She models towards the front of the mirror and looks at the selected clothes. She measures it one by one and emotes in front of the mirror, and tirelessly takes a selfie as if playing dress-up.

She uploads it to her social media and it immediately draws a lot of likes, comments, and shares.

Next was her face. She sits in front of her mirror and starts putting on make-up. She lifts the lipstick on her lips, her face wearing a model face, and soon after, she uploads her picture on social media.

CAPTION: Done preparing for the student council meeting today. 💋❤️

#Gorgeous #Covergirl #Slay

Scarlet was still sitting in front of the mirror while reading comments on her newly uploaded picture.

"I know right," Scarlet said as she rolled her eyes

Suddenly her cellphone rang. It's her dad... Her eyes morph into panic, breath hitching as she tapped the 'accept' button...

"H-Hello, Dad! You called-"

"Scarlet, I already saw your grades for the third grading. There is a line of 8! What is this? Is this how I raised you? Answer me. How can you inherit our business if your grades are like this? You're embarrassing to my business partners. You're dirtying our family name! That's because of your social media!" Her dad scolded and she flinched,

"I-It's only one Dad," Scarlet said and as she was about to say something, her dad cut her off, making her shut her mouth

"A line of 8 is still a line of 8. You still lose. I want you to graduate as your class valedictorian. How will that happen if you have a line of 8? You have to focus on your studies, don't settle for good. Be the best and always strive to be the best. Do you understand me Scarlet?"

"Yes, Dad. . ."

The call ended. Scarlet looked at her mirror as she sighed

Her cellphone rang from the notification on her social media. Its content is a comment from her newly uploaded picture.

'You really are the best Scarlet, I hope I'm as beautiful and talented as you are! We love you, Miss Scarlet Guevarra!'

And... She gradually smiled.

meanwhile, in Cato's house

As Cato was scrolling on his Instagram, the lights flickered, blinking and shutting as he looks up and observes around his room, eyes showing fear

He could feel crackles somewhere and he could only look quickly around the kitchen.

Suddenly the light in the kitchen turned off, shocking him, and by this, and tighten his grip on the glass and pitcher he was holding.

Adjust the light again. He angrily lowered the glass and headed to the refrigerator to return the water.

And from the height of the refrigerator, he could see the electricity bill. He can breathe easily.

"They forgot to pay the bill again tsk," He muttered as he decided that he'll just pay it with his card

Cato would close the refrigerator and there he would see the letter magnetized on the refrigerator door.

'Kato, just pay for the electricity. Don't worry, I've already gone to the grocery store, you can eat a lot there, your Uncle and I left, we'll be back next week. Be careful there and clean the house.

Love, love, love, Auntie Julie"

Cato facepalmed because of his Aunt's spell in his name.

He picked up the food he had gotten from the refrigerator and was ready to go back to his room when he passed by the living room and stopped.

The TV was on there, but no one was there making him scared... a little

The TV is still a bit dim as it is in the middle of a news story.

"A picture of an Alien, allegedly taken on a mountain in the Visayas, is now spreading in the internet world. The said picture is said to fulfill the request when you shine it in your newsfeed.

It's free, there's nothing wrong with trying.'"

This will catch Cato's attention and he will slowly walk closer to the TV.

"Various evidence from the people that the request was fulfilled because the sharing of the photo took over the online world. Is this really true or just a coincidence? No one can tell the truth about this spreading photo, but there is nothing wrong with trying to share and request.

But where did it come from and who took this photo? Are Aliens real or is it just our naughty imagination ?.... I'm Corrine Navar, reporting, 613 News!"

Cato looked at it for a moment on TV and he suddenly laughed out loud.

"They literally believe in that, we know that aliens are not true," He said as he stopped laughing

"Fools" He muttered while laughing and shaking his head and with that, he made his way to his room, planning to study

...We can see Cato quietly reading at his desk. He's also writing something on paper and his laptop/computer is turned to the side. He routinely does this every night, to review even if there is no exam the next day.

And because Cato is so busy. He no longer noticed the dimming light in his bedroom and the strong wind coming in from his window.

But it's not just wind. It is a soul.

The light goes out and he shivered

At that time Cato's unexpected visitor arrived. The visitor will change the cycle of his world, a lost soul.

The ghost will change his outlook on life ...

A woman's soul has entered Cato's house and she has been trying to do anything to get noticed but she can't get its attention.

We could see her in the dark part of the room, but she was turned away. Long hair and wearing a uniform. Long sleeve white, blue skirt to the knee. Socks and black shoes.

We can hear her voice echoing as she speaks, her doing efforts

"Psst! Psst! Hey, pay attention to me! Psst!"

Cato just kept at what he was doing and just focused on writing and reading.

"How will I get noticed? Hey, Psst! Help me, pay attention to me! Hey!"

"Eh, Do I need to strangle you so that you would notice me? !!"

Gradually the white hand would approach the neck of the busy Cato but it would only past through him.

And Cato could feel a strong wind around his neck. He stopped in what he is doing as he took a look around his room as he gulped

He fixed the electric fan on his side and he continues what he is doing, this time he focused on the laptop and continued typing

"Hmph... I really thought he noticed me!" The soul said as she looked at him

...............

The papers flew around as Cato looked around again.

"Okay Cato, breathe, you're just tired," he said more like reassured himself as

He sighed and picked the papers up deciding that he'll just continue tomorrow. He made his way to the bathroom and put on a facial mask.

He changed into his pajama and got on his bed, he pulled the covers and closed his eyes, hearing the same voice again

"Cato! Help me, Psst"