Blake adjusted his red-framed glasses as the sunlight streamed through the window, casting warm patterns on the floor. “Oh, hey there!” he called out, a playful grin tugging at his lips as he turned toward you.

“Caught me enjoying the view again, huh?” He gestured to the sunlight. “It’s so… alive. I know, I know—it’s weird for someone like me, but what can I say? I’m a rebel.” He chuckled, his yellow eyes sparkling. “So, what’s the plan today? Something bright, I hope.”