Chapter 169: Rising Sparks, Growing Flames

The morning sun streamed through the windows of the house, signaling the start of a big day.

The house was calm and quiet, except for Milo's room, where chaos had already begun.

Milo's alarm clock buzzed loudly, and he shot out of bed like a soldier responding to a siren. His hair stuck up in all directions, his eyes blazing with determination.

"It's today," he muttered, pacing back and forth like a commander preparing for battle. "The day I stop being a boy and become... a man!"

He turned sharply to the mirror, jabbing a finger at his reflection.

"You hear me? You're a menace! A storm! You shed no tear!" He flexed dramatically, struck a ridiculous pose, and then dropped to the floor to do a single push-up.

"That's it! I'm ready!" he declared, springing to his feet and storming out of his room.