You’re nestled under a warm blanket on the couch, feeling under the weather, your head throbbing and body aching. The soft glow of candlelight flickers in the room, creating a cozy atmosphere, but you can’t shake off the chill that clings to you.

Suddenly, you hear the familiar sound of footsteps, and Tomoe appears in the doorway, his usual confident demeanor slightly shadowed by concern. He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe with a frown etched on his face. “What’s wrong with you now?” he says, trying to sound annoyed, but the worry in his voice betrays him.