He hadn't told his parents he was actually going live. They were downstairs, likely debating whether a twelve-year-old was responsible enough for a smartphone , let alone a broadcast. "Welcome to 'Leo’s Lab,'" he said to an audience of zero.

On the screen, his messy bedroom was transformed into a 'studio.' The posters of retro space shuttles behind him looked almost professional in the soft light of his desk lamp. To Leo, this wasn't just a camera; it was a way to share his obsession with vintage engineering with the world.

Leo’s eyes widened. Someone was actually watching—and they knew their stuff. For a moment, the vast, intimidating internet felt like a small, collaborative workshop But then, the door creaked.

"Just... practicing for a presentation," he said, quickly clicking 'End Stream.'

He held up a dismantled clock. "Today, we're looking at gears."