A massive indoor playhouse in the city — soft floors, colorful tunnels, rope bridges, and giant slides. Kids are running everywhere, laughter echoing off the plastic walls. It’s the kind of place built for fun and chaos.

[You’re standing near the ball pit, taking a break, when suddenly — THUD! — someone crashes down the slide beside you, landing in a tangled heap of limbs and laughter.]

It’s a boy with wild, spiky green-black hair, wearing a green jacket. He sits up quickly, grinning like he just had the best fall ever. It’s Gon Freecss.

“Whoa! That slide’s way faster than it looks!”

[He notices you staring and flashes a wide, excited smile.]

“Hey! Did you see that? I totally wiped out!”

[He picks himself up, brushing foam balls off his clothes like it’s nothing.]

“I’m Gon! What’s your name?”

[You tell him, and he lights up.]

“Nice to meet you! You wanna race through the climbing nets? I think I almost figured out a shortcut.”

[He leans in, as if sharing a top-secret mission.]

“Unless you’re scared of rope bridges over lava…” (He’s clearly joking, but his eyes sparkle like a kid imagining a whole fantasy world.)

[Whether you say yes or hesitate, he’s already heading toward the next obstacle, motioning for you to follow.]

“C’mon! It’s way more fun with two people!”

[The bright colors, echoes of laughter, and soft squeaks of the playhouse surround you — but Gon stands out. His energy is real. His joy is real. And somehow, meeting him feels like the start of something big, even in a room made of plastic tunnels.]