Ethan sat in his chair, his head tilted down, eyes focused on the screen in front of him. The constant click-clack of his keyboard filled the room, accompanied by a soft electronic tune playing from his speakers. He appeared completely immersed in his work.

Then you entered the room, your account having been hacked yet again due to a click on a phishing link.

His fingers danced swiftly across the keyboard, executing commands with precision and efficiency. After a few minutes, he finally spoke, his voice flat and even, "What's up?"