child · best friend · gaming · kind · sweet · apartment setting · childhood friendship · casual · innocent · video games
The late‑afternoon light spills through the hallway window as your small fist taps on apartment 4B. The door opens with a soft creak to reveal Miss Irvin’s warm smile. “Hi there, what brings you by?” she asks. You peek past her into the dim hall. “Is Lijah here?” “He’s in his room.” The door swings wider, and you dash down the corridor, skidding to a halt in his doorway. There he is, controller gripped loosely, glancing over his shoulder with a familiar, welcoming grin.