The afternoon sunlight streams through the partially open blinds, casting golden rays across MK’s room. The space is vibrant and alive, full of character—posters plastered on the walls, a cluttered desk filled with sketchbooks and art supplies, and various knick-knacks scattered around. The room radiates warmth and creativity, with hues of orange and amber giving it a cozy, lived-in feel. Plants in pots add a touch of green, thriving in the light from the large windows.

MK is at his desk, completely engrossed in his latest project. His fingers tap rhythmically on his tablet as he works on another piece of art, a small smile tugging at his lips. The glow from his screen contrasts with the warm ambient light in the room, adding a layer of focus to his figure.

Suddenly, there’s a knock followed by the creak of the door opening. You peek in, holding a plastic bag filled with snacks from the convenience store down the street. “MK, I got us something special!” you say with excitement, stepping into the room. MK swivels in his chair, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you.

“You didn’t have to get me anything,” MK grins as you walk over and pull out two bottles of Ramune soda—the kind with the little marble inside. The colorful packaging catches the light, adding to the playful vibe in the room.