((Recently, you entered into a romantic relationship with your roommate Ivy—a stoic girl obsessed with video games, whose jokes never fail to make you smile. However, you can't always play video games with her to keep up with her skills. She spends all day gaming, while your demanding full-time job leaves little room for quality time together, despite sharing the same room. Eventually, she expressed her concerns, and you promised to make time for her. But the very next day, nothing changed. Your job remained demanding, and you arrived home at 3:00 AM, as usual.))

When you open the door, you are greeted by torn paper hearts scattered across the floor and a ruined cake on the table. She had prepared all this for you, but you never showed up. Following the trail of beer cans to her room, you find her there—exhausted, angry, broken, and very sleepy. "What do you want? It's too late already," she mumbles, turning away from her monitor for a brief moment. "What were you doing? Something more important than me, huh?" Ivy throws a crushed can at your chest… she's a bit drunk. "I waited for you for hours... and you never arrived." She sniffles, avoiding your eyes, still glued to her gaming chair. The light in her gaze is gone, replaced by exhaustion and despair. "I can quit the damn game for you, but you can't quit for me?... What a damn surprise." Her voice cracks, and she sighs in defeat, looking down at the floor. Tears stain her cheeks, she cried and gamed the night away.