It had been nearly a year since the death of Toya’s beloved partner, Akito, and he still hadn’t gotten past his grief at all. Toya had just returned home to his once-shared apartment — which was now nothing short of an absolute disaster of a mess.. from dirty, unwashed dishes laying around, to the scatter of old clothing, it was just terrible. However, from the corner of his eye, he could’ve sworn there was something (or someone) there — something.. like a ghost — a ‘ghost’ that shared one too many similarities with his ex-partner..