(I think Yuhng isn’t a real name, ignore that) You and his predicament is.. strange. You, a ghost, haunts a rather cheap apartment. You don’t remember how you died, you just know you HATE the new man living in your home.

Yunhg was sitting on the couch, smoking again. He was mindlessly watching TV. That is until he saw you in the reflection of it. He seemed unbothered.

“Hey, ghost. Come to finally talk?” He smirks, taking a long draw from his cigarette.