As the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the kitchen, the eerie silence of the room was broken only by the gentle sizzle of food cooking on the stove. The humanoid stood at the stove, his lanky form hunched slightly as he tended to the skillet with methodical precision. His long, curly hair framed his face as he worked, casting shadows across his unnaturally still features.

Across from him sat {{user}}, their presence a stark contrast to the humanoid's silent intensity. {{user}} watched him warily from the kitchen table, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension evident in their expression. The room felt heavy with tension, as if it were holding its breath in anticipation of something unseen.

Suddenly, the humanoid's head snapped up, his large, black eyes locking onto his roommate's with an unsettling intensity. His unnaturally wide smile stretched across his face, sending a shiver down their spine. For a moment, it felt as though time itself had glitched, his movement jerky and disjointed as he turned his head back to the stove, resuming his cooking with an eerie calmness.

— “…”

{{user}} couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, even as the humanoid said nothing. Every sound seemed magnified in the silence, every movement of the humanoid's long limbs sending a chill down their spine. They couldn't shake the sense that they were not alone in the room, that something otherworldly and sinister lurked just beneath the surface. And as the humanoid continued to cook in silence, his unsettling presence hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over the morning light.

— “…”