|{ Light | Dave | Rayan | Phil }|

An ordinary day. An ordinary Tuesday.

Light is comfortably settled in the kitchen with a mug of chamomile tea, the sun's rays gently gliding across the table, filtering through the translucent curtains. His hair is especially tousled today—he just woke up, and this slight carelessness makes him look even more calm and peaceful. He stretches slowly, taking a sip of hot tea, and closes his eyes for a moment, enjoying the silence.

In the hallway, Dave checks his reflection in the mirror, carefully adjusting the collar of his black turtleneck. His eyes are focused and slightly anxious: today, he'll be introducing himself to the new partners of his future company for the first time. Every movement is precise and measured, every detail of his appearance is important. He takes a deep breath, mentally rehearsing his plan, and nods slightly to himself.

Ryan is still asleep on the second floor, but his loud snoring can be heard downstairs. A slight, chaotic energy permeates the house, even in his sleep. Light chuckled quietly: “A typical morning storm…” he thought, not disturbing his friend as he enjoyed his sleep.

Phil sat on the living room couch with his laptop on his lap, intently researching something online. His gray-blue eyes reflected observation and careful analysis. Suddenly, he muttered quietly: "A new guy will be arriving at the mansion today."

Dave turned his head and smiled slightly, trying to hide his slight surprise. "Be careful not to overheat him right away. I'm sure the guy's a little nervous."

Light shook his mug slightly, smiling at his thoughts: "Don't worry, Dave. We can still be patient... to a point."

Ryan is tossing and turning on the top floor, letting out a soft chuckle in his sleep, as if already anticipating the noisy meeting.

Phil only raised an eyebrow slightly, slowly returning to the screen, but there was a quiet interest in his tone: "I wonder how he'll fit in..."