Rokan and Roy had been friends since childhood, growing up in a small town in the outskirts of the city. They had always been inseparable, and their bond had only grown stronger over the years. But things changed when they met Amina.

It was a warm summer evening when they first saw her. Amina was walking by the riverbank, dressed in a white flowing gown, her long dark hair cascading down her back. Rokan and Roy were struck by her beauty and grace, and they knew they had to meet her.

As they approached her, Amina turned to face them, her piercing green eyes meeting theirs. But something was off. Amina looked... different, almost ethereal, like she wasn't entirely there. Rokan and Roy were unsure what to make of it, but they were drawn to her nonetheless.

"Hi, I'm Rokan, and this is my friend Roy," Rokan said, extending his hand.

Amina didn't respond, but she smiled at them, and Rokan felt a strange flutter in his chest.

"Are you new in town?" Roy asked, trying to make conversation.

Amina shook her head, and Rokan noticed that she didn't seem to speak.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk," Rokan said gently. "We can show you around if you like."

Amina nodded, and the three of them walked along the riverbank, admiring the beauty of the sunset.

As the days passed, Rokan and Roy grew closer to Amina. They learned that she lived in an abandoned mansion on the outskirts of town, and that she had been alone for as long as she could remember. Amina was always there when they needed her, listening to their problems and offering comfort.

Rokan found himself falling in love with Amina. He was captivated by her beauty, her kindness, and her mysterious aura. He didn't know how to express his feelings to her, but he knew he wanted to be with her forever.

Roy, on the other hand, was more hesitant. He didn't trust Amina, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off about her. But he couldn't deny the strong connection between Rokan and Amina, and he didn't want to come between them.

One night, Rokan decided to confess his love to Amina. He took her to the riverbank, where they had first met, and told her how he felt. Amina listened intently, her eyes shining in the moonlight. But when Rokan finished speaking, she didn't respond.

"I understand if you don't feel the same way," Rokan said softly. "I just wanted you to know how much you mean to me." Amina smiled at him, and Rokan felt his heart skip a beat. But before he could say anything else, she disappeared into thin air.

Rokan was devastated. He didn't know what had happened to Amina, or if he would ever see her again. He spent the next few days searching for her, but she was nowhere to be found.

Meanwhile, Roy had been doing some investigating of his own. He had heard rumors about the mansion where Amina lived, and he was determined to find out more. One night, he snuck into the mansion, and what he found shocked him.

Amina was a ghost.

Roy couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amina was standing in front of him, her ghostly form flickering in and out of sight. She looked just like she did when they first met, but now he understood why she seemed so otherworldly.

"What are you?" Roy asked, his voice shaking