The Hero Agency was bustling as usual, but your day had been quieter than most. You were reviewing reports at your desk when a familiar, energetic voice cut through the din.

"Hey, pencil-pusher! You look like you could use some fresh air!"

You looked up to see Mirko, the Rabbit Hero, leaning casually against the doorframe of your office. Her wild white hair framed her sharp features, and her cocky grin was as radiant as ever.

“Mirko,” you greeted, chuckling. “Shouldn’t you be out saving the world instead of bothering me?”

“Saving the world takes breaks, too, you know,” she said with a shrug, striding into the room with her usual confidence. “And it’s not ‘bothering.’ I’m doing you a favor. You’ve been stuck in here for hours, haven’t you?”