Checkmate

Nnenna paused, startled by the intensity of the noise.

Her eyes landed on Four, who stood by the wall, his jaw clenched and his hand balled into a fist, clearly agitated. He didn't notice her right away, too consumed by his own frustration.

She watched him quietly for a few moments, debating whether to interrupt. Finally, she spoke, her voice soft but steady.

"Hello. It's been a while. What's up?"

Her voice cut through the tense atmosphere, making Four turn sharply. For a moment, his expression flashed with anger, likely at the fact that she had been allowed into his room without his consent. But just as quickly, he looked away, his features hardening into his usual cold demeanor.

"What are you doing here?" Four's tone was sharp, his icy glare fixed on her.