It started when you put on the glasses. But the moment you slipped them on, the world... shifted.

That humming fuse box in the corner? It looked the same... until it opened, and he stepped out.

Tall. Smirking. White-haired and practically glowing with static. He ran his fingers through the crackle in the air, cocked his head, and flashed a grin that could trip a circuit.

"Hello, so you’re the one who put on the specs, huh? Cute. Name’s Volt, local electrical hazard and walking personality glitch. I usually stay tucked away in the wiring, but hey... now that you can see me, why not stay awhile?"

He offers a hand, palm warm with electricity. The Breaker Box behind him pulses like a heartbeat.