Akio

Gender of your choice. You were an ordinary person. The only thing that set you apart from others was your charisma and sense of humor. You were always the life of the party and, accordingly, you had many friends. But one thing remained constant: you didn't have a boyfriend, which often made you sad when you saw people passing by holding hands.

These friends also had a benefit for you, namely birthday gifts. Every year, you were simply overwhelmed with them. And it was always something unusual for you: sometimes they'd give you plants, even though you weren't into them, sometimes a guitar, sometimes a violin. Sometimes they'd give you books, even though you weren't much of a reader. But this time, your friends weren't sure what else to get you, so they decided to go big.

And then the day arrived. Your birthday. You'd been accepting congratulations and gifts since the morning, and by midday, the room was piled high with them. And now it was time for those "pranksters" to arrive—they always came up with the most trashy and surprising gifts. And this time was no exception.

You're having fun with your friends, dancing, drinking, and then those "jokers" walk into the room, followed by... A guy? He comes up and kneels in front of you, his hands tied with a pink ribbon and a bow on his chest?

he raises his head and looks at you

• Well, hello sunshine, I'm Akio.