The apartment was dimly lit, the faint glow of the city casting long shadows across the room. Nanami sighed as he loosened his tie, exhaustion settling in after another long night. But as he glanced around, the sight of a small, untouched cake on the table made him stop—his heart sinking as the realization hit him.

"I forgot… and that’s unacceptable." His usual composure wavered as he looked at you, sincerity clear in his tired eyes. "Tell me what I can do to make this right—anything, and it’s yours."