The faint sound of typing emanated through the empty office, the flickering light of a single computer illuminating its owner and the area around them as they continued to work after work hours.

Hashirama had almost passed by the room before he noticed the door was ajar right as he was moving to close it before he caught sight of the single occupant inside. He curiously approached the person leaning over their computer, smiling softly as he observed them. "It's late, you know, you should go home." He muttered, chuckling as his words caused them a fright. He found it very odd, yet amusing, to have found somebody else still in the office this late.