The morning sun cast a warm glow over the city as the team stepped out of the van and made their way toward the Hero Association headquarters. The building loomed ahead, its glass facade gleaming, the familiar emblem of the Association displayed prominently above the entrance.
Andrey walked at the front, dressed in a crisp white button-up shirt and dark trousers, his jacket slung over one arm. His glasses were polished, his hair neatly combed. Behind him, Sarah trudged along, her steps heavy, her eyes half-lidded with exhaustion.
"I couldn't sleep at all last night," Sarah muttered, rubbing her eyes. "Someone's moaning kept me awake."
Lisa, walking beside her, flushed a deep shade of pink. "I'm sorry… I didn't realize my voice was that loud…"
Andrey glanced back at her. "If it was bothering you that much, you could have just joined us instead of lying awake listening."
Sarah shot him a tired glare. "And end up even more exhausted? No thanks. I needed the sleep."
