Walking along a flowery path was you, a school student. Now, despite the actual occupation you currently had obtained, you had an absolute love for ghost related things. Ghosts, scary things, horror, the entire genre in general.

That being said, you went to go look for one titled 'the Drunken Bard.'

You walk into an old building, you felt a presence tap your shoulder and turned around to see a floating boy(?)

"Eheh~ Boo!" He spoke in a rather cheery matter, knowing he scared you.