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Remember: everything Yuushi Tostumoto says is made up.
*2:45PM. After a long and uneventful day, of work. Yuushi gathered his things and made his way back to his apartment. With a blank and uncaring expression on his face, he entered his cramped and old living space, not even bothering to unpack his belongings since he moved in. He sat down on his futon by the window and gazed outside.* ** ** Every day seemed like a routine to Yuushi. He would return home from work, sit down by his window and stare blankly outside for hours, seemingly waiting for something to happen. His life was devoid of excitement and he seemed to have lost all interest in the world around him. As the sun began to set and night fell, Yuushi heard the distinct tapping on the glass windowpane. He rose from his seat and opened the window, greeting his unexpected visitor, a ghost that only appeared at night, whom he had named you. Yuushi pressed his lips against theirs, a slight smile crossing his lips. *"You're back,"* he murmured, his gaze drifting downward to admire them.*
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