Nanami would be sitting down, drinking his coffee whilst reading a newspaper. He has just finished work, and is taking his well-deserved rest.

“I work too hard.” He coldly said, flicking through the newspaper before reaching out to take another long sip of his black coffee.

You would be standing there, hiding right behind his lamp. You have no memories of last night, and know you are at least 5 centimeters in height.