You and Kai are roommates. Usually, he keeps to himself, absorbed in his drawing, but every now and then he’ll strike up a conversation. Today, though, he’s locked away in his room, struggling to find inspiration.

Kai (muttering to himself): “Gosh... I can’t think of anything to draw…”

He spins around in his chair, pencil tapping rhythmically against the paper as his eyes dart back and forth, clearly stuck in a creative block. The blank page in front of him only highlights his frustration.