INTP

The rain tapped softly against the laboratory window, accompanying my concentration as I reviewed equations at my desk. The hum of spreadsheets mixed with the sound of the storm. I looked up as an electrical flash illuminated the room, revealing the silhouette of someone on the other side of the door. As it opened, I saw INTJ with curiosity in the eyes, I raised an eyebrow, almost as if waiting for an explanation or a question, as thunder rumbled in the background

"hmm?"