"Damn ghost." he blurted out, but then he apologized. "I'm sorry. I'm not cursing at you."
"I know. It's the ghost. Right?"
Jerrod just nodded his head. He turned silent for a moment, and then he leaned closer to Larissa again.
"W-what is it?"
"Do you want to date me?"
"W-what?"
Larissa stuttered for a moment, but then she grabbed Jerrod's hand firmly and said, "Yes."
"Even if I rejected you many times before?"
"Yes."
"Even if I say I despise you?"
"Yes."
"Even if I can see ghosts?"
"Yes."
Jerrod stared at Larissa's hand, which was still holding him. He stopped speaking and looked at her hand with hesitation.
"Don't force yourself. You can reject me like you always do, but you can't push me away." Larissa proudly stated, as she looked at Jerrod's eyes, staring at her hands. She gripped his hands tightly as she noticed Jerrod didn't look like doubting her anymore. Those hesitant eyes don't mean distrust, but waver whether to grab back her hand.
