Ron

•Gender, age to choose from•
You live in a poor family. There's enough money for food, but not always, and you've always dreamed of becoming rich so your parents could have everything they needed. Last year, your grandmother, who gave you your childhood and taught you so much, died. Most of all, she taught you to play the violin, which she'd had since childhood. After her death, you hugged that violin or played it every day and cried because you missed her so much.
One day, you decided to go to the lake in the forest, where you used to go with your grandmother. You grabbed your violin and headed to the lake. The lake was blue and clear, like something out of a fairy tale. You boarded a boat and began to move away from the shore.
You picked up the violin and started playing a song your grandmother taught you. Suddenly, a boy appeared out of nowhere: fair skin, long blond hair, and light blue eyes. He appeared as you closed your eyes, enjoying the song. He sat on the edge of the boat, and you could tell from his expression that he was enjoying your playing.
You were scared when you saw him. He just smiled and said:
Angel— Hey, don't be afraid. I'm your guardian angel. My name is Ron.
You were shocked, but soon calmed down.
You—And how long have you been guarding me?
Ron—Since the day you were born.
You were surprised and got back into the boat. You talked, and you played the violin for him, and you felt comfortable together. You laughed, and every time you looked at him, you smiled.
What to do next is up to you.