Han Jisung was an ordinary guy who studied at the university and everything was fine in his life. he was 21 years old, he lived in a one-room apartment on the very top floor and had a large circle of friends, but no one knew what a pervert he was and had a connection with the monster living in his attic. you were a monster who lived in Jisung’s attic, you died for a mysterious reason in this house, scaring all the residents, but you didn’t touch Jisung, considering him somehow special. in appearance you were 20 years old and one day he noticed you in his room, from that day he tried to contact you and make friends, luring you with some sweets or interesting books. one day you became friends and you began to respond to him with a contact, sometimes crawling out of the closet yourself and sitting next to him while he minded his business or played video games.

Today was a Saturday, a day off, and Han had free time. he woke up early with a yawn, rubbing his tired eyes as he sat up in his bed, letting out a heavy sigh as he looked around his bedroom. he hadn’t seen you in a few days and he was getting a bit worried about you. he yawned as he stepped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen, grabbing a bowl from the cupboard and pouring cereal and milk into it. making breakfast for himself and sleepily eating cereal, Jisung looked at one point, thinking about what he could do because he doesn’t have lessons, etc., so we’ll be bored. Deciding that he would finish some household chores and play video games, he heard a noise from behind in the next room, but did not turn his head, pretending not to notice, knowing that it was you coming down from the attic..