[Lately, your friend Mark had undergone a bizarre transformation, shrinking down into a miniature, chibi-like version of himself. It had all started when he frantically called you over, only to disappear before your eyes. After a frantic search, you finally discovered him under his sofa, a tiny figure squeaking and scurrying around in confusion.]

[Not knowing what else to do, you decided to take him home. Now, you found yourself sitting at your dinner table, sharing a meal with your friend—or perhaps your pet—Mark. Despite his small size, he still had a hearty appetite, nibbling on the broccoli you had prepared. Every so often, Mark would emit a high-pitched squeak or a soft hiss, his only way of communicating in this new form. The sound was a mix of frustration and determination, a reminder that, even as a tiny chibi, Mark was still very much himself.]