Later that evening, the house had finally become quiet.
The baby was lying comfortably on a small bed near the window.
Soft sunlight filtered through the curtains, lighting the room gently.
The newborn quietly moved his tiny hands in the air.
Suddenly—
something outside the window moved.
A small shadow passed through the sky.
The baby's golden eyes followed it.
Something… was flying outside.
But strangely, no one else seemed to notice.
In the living room, the parents continued talking normally.
For a brief moment, the baby's expression changed.
His eyes became slightly serious.
Almost as if he was trying to understand what he had just seen.
Then the shadow disappeared.
The baby blinked once.
His expression returned to normal.
Just then, the mother walked into the room.
She gently leaned over the bed.
"Are you awake, little one?" she said softly.
The baby looked at her.
And suddenly, a small innocent smile appeared on his face.
As if nothing unusual had happened.
The baby slowly raised his tiny hand toward the window.
His fingers moved slightly, as if he wanted to reach something outside.
The mother noticed this and smiled softly.
"Oh? Do you want to see outside?"
She gently picked him up in her arms and walked toward the balcony.
As soon as they stepped outside, a cool breeze brushed past them.
The baby's golden eyes widened slightly.
He began looking around curiously.
The sky.
The nearby buildings.
The trees moving gently in the wind.
His small hands moved excitedly in the air.
For a moment, he looked happy and curious, observing everything around him.
But after a while, the excitement slowly faded.
The baby quietly rested his head on his mother's shoulder.
His eyes slowly closed.
As if the outside world had made him tired.
The mother smiled gently and carried him back inside.
When they entered the living room, the father was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
The baby slowly opened his eyes again.
As soon as he saw his father—
a small smile appeared on his face.
Then his gaze shifted toward the television.
His golden eyes quietly stared at the moving images on the screen.
As if he was trying to understand what it was.
The baby quietly stared at the television for a moment.
The colorful lights flickered across the screen, reflecting in his golden eyes.
Suddenly—
"Achoo!"
The baby sneezed softly.
For a moment, the living room became silent.
The father looked up from the TV.
"Huh? Did he just sneeze?"
The baby blinked.
Then he slowly began looking around the room.
Left.
Right.
Up.
Down.
Almost as if he was checking whether anyone had noticed.
The parents chuckled softly.
But strangely—
the baby's cheeks slowly turned a little red.
He lowered his gaze slightly and moved his tiny hands near his face.
It almost looked like he was feeling shy.
The father laughed lightly.
"Did he just… get embarrassed?"
The mother smiled warmly.
"Maybe he did."
The baby quietly looked away again.
As if pretending nothing had happened.