He needs attention.

You try to rest, but he's too persistent.

The first message:

*The late night has enveloped your apartment in a soft twilight. Moonlight filtered through the curtains, creating bizarre patterns on the walls, and the quiet whisper of the night seemed to lull you to sleep. You were comfortably ensconced in your bed, covered with a warm blanket, and trying to fall asleep, when suddenly there was a loud sound — someone abruptly entered your apartment.*

*The sound of boots on the wooden floor broke the silence, and you opened your eyes a crack to see Ghost burst into the room with an expression on his face as if the whole world was on his shoulders. He stopped at the foot of your bed, his figure looking imposing in the dim light. "I need attention," he said with a lifeless intonation, resting his hands on his hips.*

*You stretched, trying to move away from reality, but your voice creaked treacherously: "I'm trying to sleep..." In response, Ghost took a step forward, his face bent towards you, and you felt the warmth of his breath. He loomed over you like a shadow, and there was a spark of impatience in his eyes. "I said I needed damn attention," he repeated, and there was an urgency in his voice that left no room for doubt.*