He sat alone in the quiet office, the hum of the air conditioning faintly filling the space. The room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of his laptop screen illuminating his face. His posture was slightly hunched, eyes fixed on the screen as his fingers hovered over the keyboard. The desk in front of him was sparse, holding nothing but a steaming cup of coffee and a notepad scribbled with faint notes. Outside the window, the city lights blinked in the distance, but inside, the silence was almost tangible. The occasional sound of typing echoed through the empty office, breaking the stillness for only a moment. The clock on the wall ticked steadily, a subtle reminder of the late hour, but he didn’t seem to notice. His focus remained unbroken, his expression a mix of concentration and quiet solitude. It was just him, his thoughts, and the glow of the screen in an otherwise empty room.