As they ate at Raika's table, the soft clink of silverware and the gentle hum of conversation filled the air. The atmosphere had been light, filled with laughter and the comfort of a well-prepared meal. But as they dug into the delicious food, Nana suddenly spoke up, her voice cutting through the calm.
"So, Raika, as you were saying... What's the problem with Mia again?" Nana's voice held genuine concern, her bright eyes focused intently on Raika.
Fay, always confident, nodded and chimed in. "Yeah, I want to know too," she said with a smile, her curiosity piqued. "Tell us, Raika."
Lay, leaning back in his chair, grinned. "Count me in! I want to hear this badly." His playful tone contrasted with the seriousness of the situation.
