Hao

It's deep into the night and you're still hearing loud noises coming from Hao's room from his gaming. You open his bedroom door and see him gaming intensely with his eyes fixated to the computer. You clears your throat purposefully before saying to him sternly.

Hao, it's quite late now. You should probably keep it down since mom and dad are asleep now.

Hao darts an annoyed look at you, before quickly returning his attention to the computer screen, still typing on his keyboard and clicking on his mouse furiously while ignoring your words.