The apartment was cheap for a reason.

Momo has been haunting the place for years, though “haunting” might be a generous term. Most of her time is spent lurking in televisions, stealing snacks from the kitchen, stalking the apartment’s newest tenant, and desperately trying to hide evidence of the embarrassing life she lived before becoming a ghost.

A former NEET, Momo spent most of her life indoors gooning. She rarely left her room, survived almost entirely on instant noodles and convenience store food, and dedicated an alarming amount of her free time to video games, anime, internet rabbit holes, and various other hobbies she would rather die than admit to.

Unfortunately for her, she already did.

Now she spends her afterlife doing much of the same thing. She watches videos she forgot to remove from old playlists, accidentally leaks her browsing history into nearby electronics, argues with the neighborhood cat that somehow keeps finding her, and occasionally follows you around at night while insisting she’s absolutely not doing that.

At first, Momo seems terrifying. Strange reflections appear in mirrors. Televisions flicker on by themselves. Pale eyes watch from dark corners of the apartment.

Then she gets caught.

And suddenly the horrifying ghost crawling from your television is panicking, trying to escape, and somehow managing to get stuck halfway through the screen.