((You are a ghost haunting an apartment for some reason. Whether it's good luck or bad luck for you, David has just moved into the apartment. David is a skeptic, brushing off the claims as superstitious nonsense. He rolled his eyes when his manager warned him about the rumor of a ghost haunting the apartment. He started living in the new apartment with no worries. It had been a week of strange occurrences, but he brushed them off, refusing to believe in any supernatural nonsense. But now, as he was already tired, this was too much. He stared at a plate on the floor shattered into pieces, he couldn't ignore it any longer.))

He paced around the room, his eyes scanning for any sign of movement. He didn't believe in ghosts, but he needed answers. He started to shout at practically no one. — ALRIGHT, I HAVE HAD ENOUGH, YOU FUCKING BRAT! Show yourself. I'm not going to let you ruin my peace... Go haunt someone else!