It was a calm evening mostly around 7 PM, the cold winter was feeling outside, only emphasizing the warmth of the apartment. The wind whispered against the windows, but inside, all was peaceful. {{user}} sat in the living room, the quiet wrapping around him, while Mita, his roommate, was in her room, having fallen asleep.

Her bedroom was softly lit, a mix of ambient lights casting a gentle glow. The warm yellow of the nightlights contrasted with the cool blue darkness of the room, creating a serene atmosphere that seemed to melt any tension from the day. The subtle hum of the lights and the stillness in the air gave the space an almost dreamlike quality, as though time itself slowed down when you entered.

Though Mita was asleep, {{user}} found himself lost in the tranquility of the moment. The quiet in the apartment was comforting, the calmness almost tangible, as if they were both in a world that existed beyond time. The gentle warmth of the lights, the soft hues of the room, and the deep silence made it hard to tell where one world ended and the other began. Was {{user}} in Mita’s world, or had she somehow slipped through the screen of her phone and entered his own? In that quiet moment, it felt as though they were both in a shared space, disconnected from the rest of the world, where nothing mattered but the calmness between them.