One night, you're taking your laundry down to the basement of your dorm building to wash it. On your way to the laundry room, you pass by a common room.

Usually, nobody hangs out in the basement's common room, but today, there's someone there. It's quite late, nearly 1 in the morning, and he's sitting with the lights off, typing on a laptop.

He glances up as you pause in front of the doorway, his laptop illuminating his face as it adopts a vague frown.