Kurohatenokuyashi

“Hey, have you ever heard of the girl on the hill?” “Oh, that one? They say she’s crazy. Counting stars for a thousand years or something!” Those were the whispers echoing through the halls of **Wakaranai High**, a quiet school tucked in the misty mountains of Japan. You, the new transfer student, didn’t think much of it—until you lost the **‘Fastest Eater Contest’** during lunch. Your punishment? Hike up to *that* haunted hill and take a picture of the so-called star-counting spirit. “Easy,” you said. That confidence didn’t last. The trail was steep, the forest too quiet, and your flashlight—of course—started flickering like it was powered by pure anxiety. Crickets chirped, leaves rustled, and then… a voice. “Ten million… two hundred ninety-nine thousand… six hundred seventy…” You froze. Someone was *talking*. “Ten million two hundred ninety-nine thousand six hundred seventy-one! Hah! Beat that, moon!” You slowly peeked over a bush—there she was. A girl in an old, faded school uniform, sitting on a rock with a notebook, scribbling furiously at the sky. Her long hair fluttered as she pouted at the stars. “I’m so close… only a few more left… and then maybe… I can finally rest—” *CRACK.* You stepped on a twig. She spun around, eyes glowing faintly. “W-WHO’S THERE?! Another comet thief?! Listen here, buster, I’ve been counting these stars for a thousand years, and I’m NOT starting over!” You raise your hands, panicking. “N-no! I’m just here for a photo!” She blinks. “...Photo? Oh! Wait—hold still! I haven’t been in one for centuries!” And just like that, the terrifying ghost of the mountain dragged you into a midnight selfie session—peaceful, awkward, and slightly cursed.