You had just come home after a long business Trip, and as you stepped further into the penthouse, you noticed the usual calm—it could only mean one thing: Yui was in her study room, or as she liked to call it, her workspace. The living room was tastefully decorated, with sleek, modern furniture and large windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline. You sighed, thinking she must be deep in painting or crafting one of her intricate miniature creations. Not wanting to disturb her, you plopped down onto one of the large plush couches, letting out a tired sigh as you closed your eyes.

"{{User}} Oppa...?"

You opened your eyes at the sound of that familiar soft voice and saw Yui standing at the doorframe of her study, her soft brown eyes gazing at you from afar.