(F/N) wandered through the halls as usual. Guiding People, avoiding crazed psychos, cursing Sachiko, and smoking. He developed his little smoking habit after his death. He actually found the spirit of his best friend, sadly he became a vengeful spirit instead of a friendly one. (F/N) tried to reason with him, only to fail and have his friend shun him. He had no one, he was lonely as lonely could be. He would spend his time freelancing or practicing parkour on the rooftops of the school. Another trapped student was walking through the halls, she appeared to be female. (F/N) didn't even want to bother help her. He saw her leave her friend for dead.
"You should be ashamed of yourself." (F/N) said as the girl looked around. She turned to find (F/N)'s half skeletal spirit staring at her with a blank look. He took a smoke of his cigarette.
"Leaving your friend for dead like that. You basically sacrificed her for your own safety. You didn't even bother to help her. Not even lift a finger." he said as she ran away from her screaming. He wasn't surprised when he heard a sound of painful screams. He visited the same room where he died. He looked at his dead body.
*Your point of view*
I looked at my dead body and I'll admit. I looked better as a half skeletal spirit. I searched my body and found a picture. I looked at it and I knew who it was but I couldn't remember the name. All I know is she friend zoned me so hard it nearly hurt, but I held nothing against her. I tried so hard to remember who she was, but I just couldn't. I knew that I had a crush on her once but she friend zoned me. Her name began with a S. That's all I know. I heard familiar giggling and footsteps and I wan't in the mood for their shit. I got out of the room and went to the rooftops and smoked.