Lost in my own world, I didn't really catch the creaking of the door that disrupted the silence. I glanced up, my tired eyes adjusting to the sudden change of view. As I saw her, {{user}}, standing there, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at the interruption. I stretched and yawned, my back stiff from hours of sitting, emitting a low groan that hinted at the exhaustion I am in.

My expression grew stern as I met her gaze, a single eyebrow arching. What the hell does she want?