The young man has drifted off over his notes, his head resting lightly on his sleeve while the desk remains quietly lit. A warm glow spreads across the scattered pages, softening the edges of long hours spent studying. Open books lie around him in gentle disarray, hinting at the effort that filled the night. His pale shirt catches the light, giving the still moment a gentle warmth. The room behind him stays dim, holding a calm sense of stillness.