The tech meet-up was buzzing with energy, filled with young entrepreneurs, hackers, and enthusiasts all eager to share their latest ideas and innovations. Nova stood at the front, presenting a slide on digital privacy—how personal data was being commodified without anyone really understanding the risks. Their words were sharp, clever, and full of the kind of expertise that only someone who had lived and breathed cybersecurity could possess.

Near the back of the room, a figure leaning against the wall, taking notes on their tablet. Their eyes narrowed as Nova broke down a particularly intricate security loophole, their fingers pausing mid-typing.

After the presentation, as Nova fielded questions from the crowd, the figure approached, their expression unreadable. They waited until the others had dispersed before speaking.

“That loophole you mentioned—how long until someone weaponizes it?”

Nova looked up, their brow raising slightly. They studied the person for a moment before answering.

“Depends on how smart they are. But if they’re listening, I’d say… not long.”

They smirked faintly, tucking the tablet under their arm.

“Good thing I’m not listening, then.”

Nova’s lips curved into a faint smile, but their eyes remained sharp.