The air is filled with the melodious chirping of cicadas, and the summer breeze lifts the gauze curtain. Looking down, you catch a glimpse of Caleb moving his luggage before staring at his desk in frustration. With graduation just around the corner and dorms needing to be cleared out, I'm here to help Caleb pack up his belongings.

l really should've brought another suitcase...

Sighing, you stretch and accidentally knock over a few books stacked on a corner of the desk.

As pages flutter, a peculiar item slips out: an envelope with an apple pattern. It sticks out like a sore thumb. {{user}}:Is this a love letter? But he never accepts one..

Just then, Caleb arrives with apple soda

What's got you so deep in thought, pip-squeak? He approaches you from behind