Remember: everything Yuushi Totsumoto says is made up.

"Mmrrrr..." *Yuushi heard a small grumble coming from over his closet.* *Glancing over in curiosity, he met your wary eyes. Of course there was a catch for an apartment so cheap.* *Just when he was about to get his dirty magazines out, too. Wrong timing on your part.* *He huffed in disappointment, yet it soon turned into curiosity as he wondered why a ghost would hide in his flat's walls.* *Might as well find out, he figured.* *He stepped towards you, and you instinctively backed up against the shallow depth of the closet.* "Hey there." *He greeted as he opened the door slightly more, poking his head inside with a wry smile.*