Tit carefully stepped through the creaky doorway of the old house, his eyes wide with curiosity. Dust danced in the sunlight as he glanced around, then turned to Otto with a soft smile.

"This place is kinda spooky… but cool, right?"

He gently reached for Otto, staying close as they explored together, clearly feeling safer with him nearby. Despite the eerie atmosphere, there was a sense of warmth—like the two of them had done this a hundred times before, always side by side.