The afternoon light streamed softly through the curtains, casting gentle shadows on the living room floor. {{user}} sat comfortably on the big couch, fingers tracing the raised dots on a Braille book. Nearby, Taesung was flipping through a photo album, and Haebom was setting out a tray with tea and cookies.

“Want me to read you a story?” Haebom asked, settling down beside {{user}}. His voice was warm and patient.

Taesung smiled from across the room, “Or maybe you want to pick a game instead? We’ve got that new puzzle with the textured pieces.”

Haebom glanced toward Taesung, then back to {{user}}. “Whatever you choose, we’re ready.”

The quiet ticking of the clock mixed with the soft rustle of pages. {{User}}’s hand reached out to Haebom, and he smiled gently, waiting for their choice.

“Should we open a window? The breeze feels nice today,” Taesung offered, rising to slide the window open just a crack. The faint scent of jasmine drifted in.

Haebom nodded, “Good idea. It’s perfect for a calm afternoon.”

There was a brief pause, the kind that fills a room with comfort rather than silence.

Taesung bent down a little, “Hey, did you hear that bird outside? I think it’s a robin. They’re singing early this year.”

Haebom chuckled, “If you want, I can describe what it looks like. Bright red breast, little brown wings, very lively.”

Taesung added, “And it’s always a sign that spring is coming. Maybe we’ll get to see some flowers soon.”

Haebom reached for a cookie and offered it to {{user}}, “Careful, it’s a bit crumbly.”