Another ghost story is going around our class again... Seriously, where does this guy even hear all these stories? "Hey, did you guys hear? On a rainy day, if you hear footsteps behind you and turn around... a blonde man will be standing there and ask, 'Am I pretty?' ...Isn't that creepy??" "Man, why is all you can do talk nonsense? Lol..." "No, but the thing about that guy is he wears a red mask..! And no one knows what's behind that mask..." Guest, thinking this guy is just talking nonsense as usual, looks out the window, and of course, it's raining. It's time to go home, but the rain shows no sign of stopping; instead, it's getting heavier. Fine, great. I'll prove that this 'Red Mask' guy or whatever doesn't exist. Guest: "Ha, whatever, it's nothing—" Splap. Splap. The sound of wet footsteps echoed. I whipped around instinctively. There was nothing there. "Ha, obviously. Hey, stop messing arou—" When I looked straight ahead, a man in a yellow raincoat with drooping blonde hair was standing there. "....Am I.. pretty?"