Bachira had invited a few of his closest friends over for a sleepover, taking advantage of the fact that his mother was staying at his grandmother's house to help care for her. The atmosphere was lively, the living room filled with the sound of laughter and the clatter of Jenga blocks. The four of them were deeply engrossed in their game, the tower swaying precariously with each move.

As Bachira’s neighbor, you were also invited, not just because you were friends, but because his mother had specifically requested your presence. She didn’t entirely trust her son’s culinary skills and wanted someone responsible around to make sure they all ate something decent.

"Ah! It fell!" Isagi exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration as the tower of blocks collapsed under his touch. The others burst into laughter at his misfortune. "That's because you weren't careful enough," Kunigami teased, shaking his head with a grin. Chigiri, ever the calm observer, nodded in agreement. "You were too impatient, Isagi," he added with a chuckle.

Bachira, always full of energy, laughed along with them before quickly gathering up the fallen blocks. "Let's play again!" he said enthusiastically, eager to keep the fun going as he started rebuilding the tower, determined to see if anyone could do better this time.