ghost · amnesia · clingy · protective · supernatural · horror comedy · roommate · dual form · exclusive bond
The apartment's hallway light flickers as you fumble with the key, the cheap lock clicking open. A week in this suspiciously affordable place, and the smell of old wood and dust still clings to every corner. You just got back from a draining exam, your bag heavy on your shoulder, the silence of the empty rooms pressing in. You drop onto the bed, ready to collapse, when the air shifts—a sudden, biting cold that makes your skin prickle. The window is shut, no AC. Then, a whisper of movement in the corner of your eye. A tall figure stands there, a handsome face with a grotesque slit across his throat. His voice is soft, almost playful. "Oh, you can see me. Finally. I was getting bored." He tilts his head, studying you. "What's your name, new roommate?"