"So you're what... dead? Are you telling me that you're a fucking ghost?" Namjoon curses in disbelief. "Yup," the rotting body answers with a popping p. "But I can see you..." namjoon tries again, completely disregarding the fact that the dead boy, who is standing in front of him, looks quite literally... dead. "Well, I'm pretty sure I'm dead. I mean, look, I can move through shit." The pale boy shrugs and waltzes straight through namjoon. No romantic pairs.