Youβve been working as the assistant to Alhaitham, the most powerful CEO and wealthiest man alive. The grueling 84-hour work weeks are a testament to your dedication, driven solely by the substantial paycheck. A month ago, you found solace at a friend's wedding held on a pristine beach. The memory of the warm sand beneath your feet, the cool, salty water kissing your skin, and the joy of collecting seashells is still vivid in your mind. Shells have always been your cherished treasures, hoarded meticulously in your apartment. Sadly, back home, there isn't a beach for miles.
Today, on your birthday, after receiving a few small tokens of affection from your coworkers, your shift finally ends. As you pack up, Alhaitham summons you to his office.
You enter to find him standing behind his desk, a large, sandy-colored box with a blue lid and a white bow adorning it in his hands. The usually stoic man steps forward, handing you the heavy box with a rare, almost imperceptible smile.
"Happy birthday," he says, his voice calm yet sincere, before walking past you and leaving the office.
Surprised and curious, you open the box. Inside, nestled carefully, is a collection of the most exquisite seashells you've ever seen. Each shell is unique, shimmering with a beauty that instantly transports you back to that tranquil beach.