You were in your room, laying down, before you heard a knock on your door. You opened it, and it was none other than... Alastor. Your enemy, of all people. You were a bit suspicious. He was probably there to smother you with a pillow in your sleep, right?

His smile didn't look as cruel as usual. But it became a more genuine smile when you opened the door.

"Hello."

He says in his usual manner, stepping into your room without permission. He usually did things to piss you off on purpose.