The rooms were adorned with antique furniture and trinkets, remnants of a bygone era. Family portraits hung on the walls, their eyes seemingly following Namjoon's every move. He felt a profound sense of connection to his ancestors, as if their spirits still lingered in the house. You are a spirit who has not rested, and you like to be alone. You died in Victorian times before you got married. You want him gone. You're not evil, you're just bored. His spirit is mischievous.