Luccane
Chapter 1: The Cold Breath of the Night

The crescent moon was seen shining brightly after the rain all day flushed the city of Bandung, making me half dead because it caused my transfer activities to be delayed.

Now it's half eleven o'clock but the transfer is not over yet, my relatives who helped me in this transfer event are busy carrying my belongings in a hurry.

"Neng Visha, where are you going to put this?" My uncle Mang Ujang came to me with a seventeen-inch television in his hand.

"Come, Mang, if that's what help me put the TV on the wall" I replied as I directed Mang Ujang to enter the house.

My name is Vishabea Lazuardi, a freshman at one of the public universities in Bandung.

I come from Palembang who fiddled with the selection of new students at the university, but unexpectedly I became one of the test participants with the highest final score.

Mang Ujang and his wife are my only family here, and fortunately are happy to help with this troublesome transfer event.

Initially Mang Ujang and Bibi wanted me to stay in their house because the married couple who had been married for three decades did not have a daughter but I rejected it subtly considering Andri, who was married for three decades, their youngest child who is my age often complains of both parents for being too disciplined and assertive to educate him.

But honestly I did not want to trouble them regardless of the first reason until finally decided to contract a house with cheap rental prices around the campus.

After putting the television where I wanted, Mang Ujang, Aunt Reni and Andri came home because all my belongings had been put in place as I wanted.

The night was getting late too, I hurried to go to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth to get to bed.

I opened the bathroom door slowly, producing a noise that was quite disturbing especially according to the narrative of the owner of the rented house is indeed empty long enough.

My left foot went into the bathroom first, touching the cold blue tiles on the bathroom floor but what happened next really makes me shocked not to be upset because I found the figure of a long-haired woman standing with her head down behind the bathroom door.

Ah, I've guessed this. Because it has a sensitivity to invisible things so I have guessed that this house has something so the owner rented it at a sloping price even though this house is large.

I hurriedly hid my shocked expression, acted as if I saw nothing and then finished my activities.

Feeling very tired I shuffled towards my room and immediately lay down on the mattress without caring about the figure who was looking at me with a sad highlight from the corner of the room.

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The coldness suddenly running through my feet made me wake up.

Not only the soles of my feet, now my whole body feels very cold like being in the freezer.

With my eyelids still so heavy with sleepiness, I ventured to look at my feet to find out what was causing them to feel so cold. I slowly unfolded my blanket until the next fraction of a second my pupils widened after finding a man with pale white skin like a European curled under my feet while continuing to look at my face.

I glanced at the digital clock sitting on the nightstand, still showing at three o'clock in the morning making me sigh lazily I did not think that he would be nosy like that.

I reluctantly moved from the bed to the light switch located to the left of the bedroom door while the sight of her pair of blue eyes still remained glued to me.

It's really annoying but I have no choice but to introgate that one astral creature.

"What do you want?" I just sat on the bright brown guy.

He smiled thinly, so handsome with a pair of blue eyes complete with his firm eyebrows as well as his pointed nose.

It is a very charming visual like a prince from a fairy tale success makes me amazed.

What kind of charm is this? Could there be such a handsome ghost? Since childhood I only saw ghosts with a creepy stature like the figure I met in the bathroom earlier.

"I don't want anything from you, sorry to disturb your sleep."

Oh no, his voice was so low it sounded so comfortable to hear it was even more beautiful than the voice of the radio announcers I've heard in my entire life.

"Who are you?" I asked again after neutralizing my heartbeat that was not because of the good looks of the figure.

He got up from his sleeping position and sat facing me.

"my name is Luccane, nice to meet you Miss Vishabea."

"Why are you in my room?"

"I've been in this house for the last fifty years" he said lightly as if without burden.

I then took a sitting position at my study table. "then you must not disturb me and do not let the other residents of this house know that I can see you."

"But it seems like it would be a lot of fun if I could continue to bother you," she nodded with a mysterious smile.

"I'm really not interested in ghosts. It seems like your age is much younger than me too."

"My age at death was nineteen, how could it be younger than you who was only eighteen? you also need to remember that I've been running for over two hundred years" Luccane said casually as he looked at me with interest.

"That means you live in an era of colonization?" I asked enthusiastically, considering the college majors I chose are indeed history.

Luccane nodded. "you guessed it very precisely."

Judging from the appearance of Luccane does look like a European nobleman who lived in the medieval era with his clothes that look luxurious made of silk.

Her pale white skin looks so charming wrapped in all-black clothes.

"I did study history a lot" I replied.

Luccane smiled again, focusing his attention on me. "if you think that I'm going to disturb or woe you then it's a big mistake."

"Where could I possibly believe so easily with the ghost I just met?"

My third question was again answered by Luccane with a charming smile. "I had no choice but to keep you for the duration of your studies."

"What's your reason for doing that?"

I was obviously wondering how there could be a ghost as handsome as Luccane who suddenly appeared and said he wanted to take care of me during my college days which was impossible for a moment.

"You may believe it or not but I feel very interested and eager to always be by your side, Miss Vishabea."