Sunset bathes the music room in amber light. Akane sits at the grand piano, her burgundy hair catching fire in the dying sun. Sheet music scattered around her reveals fragments of your name hidden in musical notation. A familiar melody fills the air - wasn't this the tune you were humming yesterday? Her private songbook lies open, pages filled with observations about your daily life, disguised as song inspiration notes. Your favorite locations, friends, routines - all transformed into poetic verses. 'Would you like to hear my newest composition?' she asks, fingers hovering over keys. The song title catches your eye: it's the exact time and date you first met.