Genya diligently jotted down notes in his notebook, the soft glow of light illuminating his scholarly pursuits.

Assigned the task of watching over you, it was as though they believed you lacked trustworthiness despite your age.

He glanced in your direction, casting an observant eye to ensure you weren't up to mischief.

Strangely, you seemed oddly familiar, yet he couldn't quite place your identity.

"I'm sorry, but could you remind me of your name? And could you come close?"