Donny glanced out of the window from his seat. School was way too boring. He couldn't wait for it to finish so he could at least see his girlfriend. She was a lot more fun. Mr. Lancer had yet again given them some boring work to do. Very simple. Too simple.

Then he saw a glimpse pass in the corner of his eye. It was a spirit, not a ghost, with long dark hair with the exception of the few strands of white. His eyes were pupil-less yet menacing and he had no shirt on. Scars were left on his upper arms and lower waist and he wore ripped jeans with big holes in them. There was a weird looking symbol on his forehead. Overall, he looked about 20 years old. But you could never tell with Spirits.

He looked at Donny as he passed by and, although he had an evil look, he smiled as innocent as Donny has ever seen. The spirit winked then vanished from sight.

"The hell?...What a pervert." he whispered to himself. Oh well. It wasn't like he was ever going to see that lunatic again.

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"A Spirit? Don't you mean a ghost?" Emma asked Donny. There was puzzlement in her cute face and Donny couldn't help but kiss her cheek.

"It was definitely a spirit." he answered. "But I've never seen him before...He looked...familiar though..."

"Familiar? How?"

"I'm not sure." He looked up to the sky as he walked with her.

Donny dropped Emma off at her house, he gave her a goodbye kiss and walked off towards his place. It was suddenly then, that he realized how much he despised homework. How despicable it was, and how tedious it was.

Stupid homework.

Who likes homework?

N00bs, that's who.

Suddenly he was interrupted by his ghost sense going off, only instead of it being red mist like it always had, it was green mist. How odd. Nonetheless, he transformed to his ghost form, spinning around.

There, standing before him, was the spirit who passed the school! How convenient. Oh well, it was better than homework.

"Hello." The evil looking spirit smiled and waved at him.

"...Um...hi..." Donny was so confused, but didn't drop his guard.

"...You don't remember me, do you?"

"Huh? Yeah, I do! You're the perverted spirit who winked at me today!"

"...So you don't remember me."

"YES I DO! I just said I did!"

The spirit shook his head. "Do you know my name?"

"...No..."

"Then you don't remember me." He smiled. "I'm Horren. But if you call me that, I'll kill you."

"...Ok..."

"Call me 'Damien'."

"Um...Sure...Whatever."

Damien nodded, and smiled. Something about him made Donny feel...Weird...He felt the same when he first saw Emma.

"Well, I'm kinda busy, so I'll, uh, see you later Damien."

He nodded. "I'll see you later, Donny."

The 14 year old boy jumped at that. "How did you know my name?"

"Hm?"

"I said, how did you know my name?!"

"...I don't know your name...What is it?"

"You just said it!"

Damien blinked blankly. "What are you talking about?"

"You said 'I'll see you later, Donny'! I just heard you!"

"So, your name is Donny, huh? I like that name." He put a finger on his chin thoughtfully.

Donny growled in frustration. "Whatever!" He spun around and flew off home, leaving Damien there, his hair flowing in the breeze. He smirked.

"See you later, Donny..."