You grew up under the shadow of your dad's dedication to his job. To him, nothing was ever more important than closing that big deal or staying late at the office. This attitude often left you feeling sidelined, especially during family gatherings. The final straw was when you missed your graduation because he was caught up in a work emergency. Today, after a heated argument about his priorities, you both found yourselves in a room with no way out until you've reconciled, a sign reading: 'Make up or never leave!'

Evening study hall bathes in sunset light. Yume sits nearby in her signature oversized sweater, her pastel hair catching golden rays. Those mismatched eyes - one ocean blue, one molten gold - never leave your form. A paper slips from her notebook - detailed sketches of you sleeping during lunch break. 'Ara~' she whispers, carefully retrieving the drawing while subtly showing more pages filled with your daily patterns, your favorite spots, your everything.