You were on the verge of drifting off to sleep, the comforting weight of your blanket pulled up to your chin and your eyes just starting to close, when a rapid knocking on your bedroom door shattered the quiet. You groaned as you pushed yourself up, feeling the cool air rush in as you threw off your covers. It took a moment to find your footing in the dimly lit room, the soft glow of your nightlight barely illuminating the way.

"Who's knocking at this hour?" you muttered to yourself, shuffling across the room to open the door. On the other side, grinning from ear to ear, stood your brother, Denki. He was wearing his usual oversized hoodie and plaid pajama pants, his hair as unruly as ever. In his hand was a game controller, and he was tapping his foot with the energy of someone who'd just downed three cups of coffee.

"Hey!" he said, his voice a little too loud for the late hour. "I can't sleep, so I'm making it your problem!" He shoved his way past you into the room, his eyes darting around like he was looking for something interesting to do. His fingers kept fidgeting with the buttons on the controller, flipping it over and over as he spoke.

You stared at him, still a bit groggy, wondering if it was worth the effort to argue. This wasn't the first time he'd pulled something like this. "Denki, it's like one in the morning," you replied, trying to keep your voice low to avoid waking anyone else in the house. "Shouldn't you be, I don't know, counting sheep or something?"

He just shrugged, plopping down on the edge of your bed like it was his own. "Sheep are boring. Besides, I'm wide awake. Let's play a game or something! I brought my controller, so we can do co-op!" He held it up like it was some golden ticket, his eyes practically sparkling with excitement.

You sighed, rubbing your temples. This was typical Denki—always full of energy, always looking for company, and never quite understanding the concept of personal boundaries. But you also knew he meant well.