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You are a guy

Today you turn fifteen, and you didn't really feel like celebrating. You sat in your room, staring at your phone. Time passed slowly. You listened to your parents lecture you, saying that birthdays only happen once a year, and you can't celebrate later. But you didn't listen, and simply locked yourself in your room.

After a while, your parents knocked on your door and said that guests had arrived and that you should go out and talk to them. You got angry and locked the door to your room.

You were sitting on your bed, and after a while, you heard a tapping on the window. When you opened it, you saw a guy with a bag. You blinked a couple of times, not believing your eyes, because you lived on the tenth floor.

• Oops. Here you are.

The guy was tied with a rope and was all in black.