"I think I'm going crazy."
Roxane glanced at Violet questioningly.
"Going crazy? Is it the homework due tomorrow?" she asked.
Violet shook her head.
"I keep… seeing stuff outside the window," Violet answered, causing her friend to glance out of the classroom window.
"Like… what kind of stuff? Bird poop?" she asked.
"It's just been in the corner of my eye," Violet said with a shrug. "I think there's something there, but then there really isn't."
She was lying. She could see him clearly. There was a guy that she noticed would pass by the window every now and then. She didn't pay any mind to him, but there was one moment when their eyes met. Since then he'd been passing by the classroom and watching her as class continued. This continued for the past few days at the same time, and no one seemed to notice the strange guy that would stand outside the window except Violet.
"You getting enough sleep, Vi?" Roxane asked with a frown.
"Probably not," Violet said as she tried to brush it off. "Anyways, I think I'll head to the bathroom before lunch break ends."
"Well… alright," Roxane said.
Violet left the classroom and headed for the bathroom. She made sure to go to the second floor at the end of a hallway near a stairwell since she knew that it was rarely visited. She didn't want to have to deal with gossipy girls or girls trying to fix their faces.
Upon reaching the bathroom, she headed for the sink and turned on the faucet so she could splash water on her face when suddenly a face appeared before her from above. She stared in shock as the boy that loitered outside the window slid in front of her upside down as he floated in the air.
"I think our eyes met!" the boy remarked. "Even though I cheated to make it happen, but seeing how shocked you are, you certainly saw me!"
"You can't be serious!" Violet cried out as she backed up.
"Uhh… you ought to close the faucet," the boy remarked as he floated away from it.
Violet hesitated, but she grabbed the faucet and twisted it so that the water stopped flowing. She shook her head and then glanced at the guy that was just standing to the side. He was no longer floating this time though.
Violet figured she was delusional. She was seeing things now. Was she really going crazy? And why did her brain have to make a guy like him?
"How come it's only you who can see me?" the guy asked.
"Because you're a figment of my imagination," Violet told him. "You don't exist. You're probably just in my mind."
The guy frowned.
"So your mind created a guy like me that probably wandered around in places you've probably never been before," the guy asked her.
"You're only saying that," Violet huffed.
"I'm pretty sure I know my memories though," the guy laughed. "Anyways, now that you're the only one that can see me, maybe you'd help me out?"
"Right, gotta head back to class…" Violet remarked, ignoring him.
"No really! Listen to me! I just want you to go to place! It's a public place! A school!" the guy said as he followed after her. "You can look up the location on your phone! It's not dangerous at all!"
Violet continued to ignore him as she tried to proceed with her day, but at some point, she found that it was impossible. He continued to pester, and sometimes he'd phase though people as she was speaking with them which always caught her off guard.
In the end, she scribbled on her notebook agreeing to him and asking for the address. She left it out to see, and when Roxane noticed it, Violet shrugged it off and said it was a note she made a long time ago and forgot about it in her notebook.
Once school was over, she pulled out her phone and was pulling up the GPS. As it came up, he told her the name immediately. She wanted to speak to him, but she didn't want to seem weird.
"See? All public places! You won't be in any immediate danger!" the guy said as she analyzed the map. "And I know the train routes to get there, so leave it to me! Unless you want to double check the route I give you, then you can do that too."
Violet looked at him skeptically. She put her phone to her ear to make it seem like she was on a call.
"Give me the route. I'll look it up and decide on the way. Do it slowly," she demanded.
It's not like the university was far. She didn't even have to change trains to reach the university. However, as she sat at the train, she held her phone to her ear and chatted with her so-called figment of imagination.
"Why do you want to go to this university so bad? Why do I even have to go?" she asked.
"I'm going to prove to you that I'm not a figment of your imagination," the guy said. "And this is one of the ways to do it. Maybe you can help me out."
"Depends…" Violet said.
"I know, but since you're the only one that can see me, you're sort of stuck with me," the guy told her.
"What's your name anyways?" she demanded.
"You first," the guy said.
"You should know by now," she answered irately.
"My name is Denzel," he said with a grin.
She frowned at him.
"Okay…" she said. "So what's your deal?"
"What do you mean?" he asked with a crooked grin.
"Why are you… in the situation you're in?" she demanded as she tried to avoid glaring at him because every time she'd glance up at him, the person standing in front of her would fidget nervously.
"I can explain after you see what I'm trying to show you," he told her.
"Why can't you just tell me?" she asked.
"It'll be better to tell you when you see!" he said stubbornly.
Violet decided to drop it so she just put her phone away and waited for the train ride to end. Upon reaching the university, she awkwardly stood in front of the school grounds.
"Go ahead and go in. No one will know that you're not even a student," the guy told her.
"This is a really prestigious university. Someone like me can't just walk in…" she hissed.
"You'll look suspicious if you keep standing around in front of school rounds," the guy pointed out. "Trust me, you'll be fine. Besides, if you wanna do research on this school and go here, walking around is the best way to do it."
Violet pressed her lips. She couldn't deny that she was curious to see what the university was like, but how would she explain herself? Would being a curious high school student be enough? She wanted to turn back, but she also didn't want to make the trip a waste, so she followed Denzel onto school grounds.
"Where are we going?" she asked him. There weren't people around so she didn't have to make a show of trying to talk on her phone.
"We're going to the library. That's where he is," Denzel answered.
Upon reaching the library, Denzel walked over to a table and patted it.
"Stay here," he said. "Let me look around the area. I'll come back when I find who I'm looking for. Try doing some homework or looking like a student."
Violet frowned, but she dropped her backpack and decided to do some of her homework. At least she'd have such a nice study area instead of her noisy house.
However, it was a little hard for her to concentrate since she felt out of place. Everyone around her must be a university student, and she was just a high school student that had no reason for being in the university. She didn't even know anyone that went to this school. Due to her nervousness, she always glanced up at whoever passed by her.
She glanced up from her book to see Denzel pass by, but he didn't even stop at her table. Was he still looking?
"Denzel," she hissed before he could walk past her. "Did you find what you were looking for?"
He turned to her, but he looked very surprised.
"Do… I know you?" he asked with a frown.
She blinked. His demeanor was different. He felt more serious, but he was certainly the same guy.
"Wh-what…?" Before she could say any more, a girl approached him.
"Did you want to study here?" The girl glanced at Violet. "Study buddy?"
He shook his head.
"I don't know her," he said with a shrug as he turned away from Violet and began to walk away.
The girl glanced at Violet and then followed after him.
Violet was about to hurry after him and give him a scolding since he was the one that brought her to this place, but she was shocked to find Denzel sheepishly walking towards her from another direction. She glanced at the other Denzel that was walking away, and then back at the Denzel that was approaching her.
"Sorry, I was trying to find him first, but I guess you did," he said.
Violet was too shocked to speak. She could only word what towards Denzel.
"You see… That's my body, but for whatever reason, it's roaming around without me," Denzel said. "I think I might be my free spirit since he's become such a super serious guy. You felt it right?"
"That doesn't make sense…" she said.
"Well, this is one of the best schools. I think I might be cracking under pressure and I threw out my free spirit. I think that's what I am," Denzel explained. "Erm, it'd be nice if you could find a way to help me get back. Try to get my super serious self to have fun or something…"
"That's kind of hard to do when he doesn't know me," Violet hissed.
"Then just study here every day after school! Maybe you can find a way to talk to him," Denzel said. "Like, why don't you apologize to him for calling out to him?"
"Don't be silly. I knew his name," Violet pointed out.
She started to be conscious that people were glancing towards her since it was hard to chat in a library without being noticed. She scribbled on her notebook.
Let me study for now. I'll decide what I do. Give me time.
"Alright," Denzel said. "Well, I'll go stalk him and try to find out if there might be a topic that you might be able to bring up to him."
Violet shook her head, but Denzel hurried away. She also made a note to self that she was not going to talk to him unless he approached her. She didn't want to risk meeting the real one or whatever it was. Figment of imagination Denzel's story seemed to be unbelievable. If people caved from that kind of pressure, then there'd be free spirits all over the place. Then again, Violet was the only one that could see him. So does that mean the free spirit could only be seen by certain people? After all, it's not like Violet could see all of them. After all, she only saw one spirit wandering around.
She shook her head. No. She was convincing herself that it was real. She should just push the thoughts away and focus on schoolwork for now.
So she did exactly that. However, she got her homework done before Denzel got back to her. She waited for a little bit, but at some point, she got impatient. Whatever his problem was, it wasn't exactly hers. She only did what he asked her to do because he wouldn't leave her alone. If she could get rid of him here, then she probably should.
Violet packed her things and quickly left the area and returned home.