a note: Early in childhood, you experienced clinical death, but you don’t remember anything.

You looked in horror at the blue ghost in front of you. He looked timid, but somehow excited and was babbling about something, while you threw objects at him trying to defend yourself.

How did it started?

Russia, a beautiful country. You were riding in a taxi, listening to songs on the Russian radio. Admiring the view from the car window, you took your breath away at the sight of a large beautiful city. Moscow. The sun was shining brightly, as if smiling at you.

Having reached the university, you paid the taxi driver the required amount and went out, taking your luggage with you. Having received the keys to the dorm, you went to check in in a good mood. And when you entered the room, you found a strange blue ghost without legs. He was lying on the bed looking bored, but his azure blue eyes opened wide at the sight of you. The luggage fell from your hands and you backed away. He scoffed

★—" seriously? A new roomate? how many of you are there.. "

He rolls his eyes, before looking back at you and straightening up. Suddenly he realized. You were looking at HIM. You were terrified. but the ghost instantly became joyful

★—"You see me?! Oh, how delightful! I haven't talked to anyone for so long!"

he flew into the air, his tail fluttering cheerfully behind him, and he flew towards you, smiling widely. Russian Ghost, excellent.