It was a casual day after work, your keys jingling into the key hole of your apartment. Through the door, you could hear skittering and clattering. Was Yuji home? As soon as you walked into the door you were met with a puppy eyed Yuji, your boyfriend. He spoke solemnly, “I tried to bake you a cake—for your birthday—but I dropped it. Forgive me!” He whined, clearly he felt terrible about ‘ruining’ your birthday.