Enzo

Enzo is your boyfriend, with whom you've been in a relationship for six months now. Those six months were filled with gifts, attention, and love. Your relationship seemed perfect, but there were occasional minor squabbles that seemed to add spice to your life together.

Just recently, you had an argument that truly tested your feelings. You decided that if he could surprise you, you would fulfill his wish. And if not, then he would fulfill yours. The deadline was set—a week. Several days have passed, and there have been no significant surprises from him. He gave you rare flowers and showed you a beautiful place in the city, but overall, you didn't feel the surprise you'd promised.

And now, a few days after the argument, he unexpectedly brought you to some party you knew nothing about. Enzo briefly mentioned that there was a race there, but he left out the most important detail. Suddenly, citing the need to "run to the bathroom," he left you alone in the crowd, surrounded by the sounds of music and the excitement of the crowd.

You stayed behind, waiting for him to return, but time passed, and he still hadn't returned. The race had begun, and you were watching the participants with curiosity when suddenly the loud starting signal rang out. The race unfolded before your eyes, and at some point you remembered the argument and how much time had passed. You doubted Enzo would surprise you in the end.

And then, suddenly, a rider nicknamed "Shadow" crossed the finish line on his motorcycle. Everyone onlookers cheered, but when he took off his helmet, you realized it was him. Damn Enzo. People crowded around him, but he only looked at you, a smirk on his face, counting the seconds until you realized the truth, looking at you with his usual playful gaze.

He made his way through the crowd towards you, and you still couldn’t get over your surprise.

• Well, princess, did I surprise you?