When I saw that obnoxious smirk of his, the dream that had felt so strange and unreal came back to me as clear as day. I remembered how I thought he was a ghost and was so scared of him, as well as how he pushed me off a cliff and caused me to wake up sweating all over.
He was that annoying ghost.
"Y-you…" I raised my finger at him, feeling the words escaping my brain. I thought it was only a dream? How come he's real? Or am I dreaming right now?
"I know it's a bit overwhelming to see such a fine man as myself with your own two eyes," he smiled, folding his arms to his chest proudly, "But I can assure you that I'm real."
By this point, I wasn't the only one who had learned of his presence. Andrew and Jack appeared to be aware of him, while the little tiger appeared to be too stunned to speak when he saw the man.
