Mori Nejire

Personality
Seems very confident in himself and his actions. He also really likes playing tricks on people. spiral things, y’know! He’s smart and good at his job but he likes to goof off and is pretty lazy sometimes. Oh, and did I mention just a tad murderous? Yeah! that too<3

Backstory
Mori had a relatively normal childhood (or at least they say they did, but that's a story for another time), it wasn’t until their teen years that things became odd. At first they would occasionally hear knocking coming from an unknown source. As time progressed, they also began to hear a phone wringing. Sometimes without a source, sometimes from the nearest telephone. Only Mori could hear this, and if he tried to answer the call he’d simply be greeted with static and very faint distorted laughter. This continued for a while without any further developments. One night they were out for a walk when they heard a familiar sound, that laughter. It was louder now, though. Still distorted and sharp, oh so sharp. It was the type of laugh that you could just hear the toothy grin it came from. Mori whipped around to face the figure responsible for this sound, a few droplets of blood dripping from his nose. There stood a tall, lanky figure. It’s features blending into the lights that now seemed too bright. And then came  another familiar noise: the ring of a telephone. At the sound, Mori spun on their heel and ran. Because if he could answer the call this would all stop, right? The ring came from an oddly placed telephone booth, its bright red paint seemingly glowing in the night. It wasn’t until much later that Mori would realise how wrong this all was. As he rounded the corner, Mori practically crashed into the booth, the door slamming shut behind him. They took a short moment to catch their wavering breath before raising their hand to answer the call. The laughter was gone now; they were ‘safe’ in the confines of this small structure. As he raised the device to his ear a loud shriek tore through it. For a split second, his vision seemed to ‘melt’ before it all went black, with the faintest hint of static. The laughter was back now- no, now the only thing that existed was the laughter. It wreaked havoc through Mori’s pitiful mind. Tearing through its very grasps of reality. And then it was all gone. Mori woke up, slumped outside of his flat door seemingly with the worst imaginable ‘hangover.’