You Saw Me?!
Start Springing

Eps. 36

Unlike usual, Arion did not appear so often these days.

On the other hand, Clara felt something was amiss. He began to feel an aura that made him more uncomfortable.

Clara walked into the school area on a bicycle that she paddled towards the parking lot.

The school environment feels colder at this time, probably because it's still early in the morning. Slowly Clara got off the bike and parked it neatly. During passing the parking lot, Clara felt so many people were busy passing by with her activities.

However, when he turned around, only a handful of people were there. Clara was silent with a blank look. As if someone was missing, he started counting people who only numbered three. He shook his head slightly, he felt more people until now, but why were only three people he counted?

Ignoring her strange feelings, Clara stepped foot into her class. Arriving in class, only four students were sitting on their respective benches. Once again, Clara sensed that there were six people there.

Samar, Clara returned to counting without moving her hand or making a sound. The number that Clara counted remained four people, feeling miscalculated, Clara tried to recalculate, but the result still remained the same four people.

Something is not right, if he continues to follow this strange thing, it could be that he will get carried back into the atmosphere. Clara needs to refocus.

DEG

Clara's body was slightly jolted as she began to smell a rancid smell, but only for a moment. The next second, the breezy wind that was so cold suddenly hit his body making his hair bristling a little. Clara put her bag on the chair then turned around to go outside the classroom, seeking a fresh breeze.

However, as she turned around, a long-haired woman right in front of her face made Clara sit in her chair right then and there.

Damnit damnit! Just surprised!

In front of him was already standing a long-haired woman who was about to touch the ground, looking messy. A thin woman in white with a terrible grin on her face, eyes that looked blackish with pale facial skin with some stains there.

Clara's face turned pale. He froze in his seat with wide eyes and mouth as if locked tightly making the ghost beside him grin even more. Clara's heart rate is getting more and more unruffled with the body starting to tremble. His heart was completely in a state of turmoil, after a long time he had not seen a ghost like this, now Clara could suddenly see it very clearly.

Clara's body now began to feel the cold heat with breath that began to choke. The feeling of fear he felt at this moment now seemed to crawl out. His breath was increasingly hunting with a trembling heart. Clara felt her eyes heat up, she wanted to cry but still she could stand it.

"Claras? Are you all right?" ask the friend to worry. Since when did he come?

"Ah, i-yes. I'm fine, "clara answered a little stammered then stood up and walked past her friend's chair avoiding passing her by.

Hihihi

With wide strides, Clara walked out half-run. He still heard a giggling sound from the ghost, which sounded creepy in Clara's ears.

Tears could no longer be held back, Clara cried and ran away from the classroom. At least he will strengthen his heart first.

This is the reason why I don't want to lend my body to Lisya and I still do. Stupidhead!

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From the start, Clara never expected to see something she shouldn't be able to see. That was why he tried his hardest to ignore Lisya back then. But what's going on? With his stupid feelings he instead lent his body to Lisya.

"If you know, you must be mad at me" he wrote with regret.

How else, it all happened. Clara took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He does not know what will be like in the future, Clara must be able and accustomed. If he can't handle it, the only way is to ask Leo's uncle for help.

In the classroom there were already many people, that ugly ghost was no longer there either. Clara put a pen on her bench and turned to open her backpack to pull out a book. He was about to put the book in his hand, but the pen that was on the table had disappeared.

"Dita, did you take my pen?" ask Clara.

That one friend had indeed borrowed Clara's belongings too often without saying goodbye.

"No. Where did you put it?"

"High up here" said Clara, pointing to the pen.

"Let's look under the bench, maybe your pen dropped," suggested Dita who began arranging her book.

Maybe Clara's pen did fall, she bent over to the right side of the table to see if any of her pens had fallen around here. Not finding a pen, Clara instead finds a long-haired female ghost but not the previous one. This ghost was grinning and sitting on the floor, walking with his hands making his body dragged.

As fast as lightning Clara lifted her head and gawked, it turned out that they were still there.

"Ada?" ask Dita.

"There!"

"Where? didn't you take it?"

"What?" clara asked, looking quickly at Dita with her eyebrows linked. 

Clara tried to calm down, but it was hard. He still looks panicked.

Dita grunts slowly. "Your bullpen, did you find it?" namel Dita.

"No, no," replied Clara quickly looking stiff.

Dita, Alice and her countrymen were astonished to see Clara's strange behavior.

"You why?"

"Nothing," Clara replied shaking quickly. Clara began reaching into her pencil box to pick up a spare pen, ignoring the ghost of the woman who was staring at Clara from below.

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Clara is focusing on writing in the library, hours of Indonesian lessons give their task to do the task in the library because it requires a lot of book references.

The vast library is now filled with students in his class making the atmosphere of the library is not as cold and calm as usual.

Clara was sitting alone copying what she was reading, until a book in front of her began to fall without anyone there. He nodded, then looked towards the book that had fallen.

The atmosphere did not scare him. He picked up the book and went back to writing.

From then on, according to Leo's message, Clara no longer went alone. Wherever she went, Clara always invited Alice and Dita to accompany her. Not out of fear, it's just that Clara does not want to get carried away with her own thoughts.

Because after that day, the next day Clara began to see more ghosts. From ghosts that look like humans, to ghosts that are a little creepy. From a ghost that only dwells in his place or just passing by to a ghost that suddenly surprises him.

Whether by chance or not, every place that Clara visited lately was often empty of visitors. Clara and Dita are now entering the women's toilet. The toilet is very quiet, only Dita, Clara and one student who just came out of the toilet.

BRACKET!

The sound of the door being closed loudly made Clara scream in shock and Dita who was nagging. He turned off the water faucet after washing his hands, then turned slowly to look at the door.

"You don't have to slam that door, Clara" said Dita, who was still in one of the rooms.

No one else entered the toilet. Clara bit her lips softly and replied, "Yes sorry."

Every day, every moment, he tried to strengthen his heart with the surprises they made. He knew who had slammed the door. Clara didn't care about her heartbeat racing back quickly, she was just grateful not to smell or hear any more strange sounds. Because of them, Clara is easily surprised and certainly makes the mood unstable.

Unknowingly, Clara turned to face the sink and immediately gasped with wide eyes as she looked at the other shadows inside the mirror. He looked back quickly. There's nothing.

Aarrg!

A hand suddenly touching Clara's shoulder made her flinch a little yelling while she brushed it off.