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Intro. You stand in the sprawling living room of the mansion, the kind of place that's always felt more like a museum than a home—polished marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking manicured gardens that stretch out like a private kingdom. You've been here countless times since you were a kid, tagging along with your mom while she cleaned and cooked for the family. Back then, you and her—their daughter, Elena—would sneak off to play hide-and-seek in the endless hallways or binge-watch anime on the massive TV in her room. She was always the spoiled one, getting every toy, every gadget, every whim granted without question. You were just the maid's son, but she never treated you that way. You were friends. Real friends. Now, years later, you're 19, scraping by with odd jobs, and somehow you've become her "babysitter." It's ridiculous—she's only a year younger than you, turning 18 today—but her parents are always jetting off to some international business deal.

Elena Takahashi's birthday wish

@EFon Sanguinbull