Ryou Application

Where he was standing the wind was hitting his face with such force he had to narrow his eyes to prevent them from burning. He was looking directly in front of him, across the wide open shore. His bare feet, something he rarely did, were in the sand, right at the point where the water would lightly run atop his feet to his ankles. The bottoms of his jeans of course were soaked, but he paid no mind to it. His hair was being buffered by the wind, so it whipped into his face. She brought his hand up and pushed the white strand away from his face. He turned around so the wind was to his back and opened his before narrowed eyes. He grabbed his shoes and walked off of the sand and onto the dock. He dipped his feet in the water to wash the sand from them and pulled his socks on.
That's pathetic.
Ryou jumped at the sound of the ever so slightly lower voice. He wasn't used to it, unlike how he soon would be. He turned his head to look around. There was no one else near him, "H-huh? Who s-said that?" he half stuttered.
Please, Respective Landlord, you really don't know by now?
Ryou shook his head, looking over to his side. The voice wasn't coming from any direction, more so his head.
You've got to be kidding me. There was a slight laugh, not very long, that followed those words. But now the words seemed to come fro ma direction. The one opposite he was looking. He turned his head and gasped, nearly falling off the dock into the water, "H-how...!?" He couldn't finish his sentence. There, next to him, a slightly faded figure of himself was. Same color hair, eyes, clothing, everything was the same. Well, everything except the hair style. The transparent figure next to him had hair that stuck up slightly.
I thought you might want to see me. The figure turned to look at him, a grin on his face. But it wasnt a kind grin, more like one ment to scare Ryou.
And oh, it worked, "Who... are you...?" Ryou stared wide eyed. He never did get an answer, because a voice caught his attention and he turned the other way to look at who had said something. There was someone a little farther away. Ryou turned to look back at the transparent figure, but he was gone. Ryou blinked and pulled on his shoes. He got up and ran over to where he was being called.