Luke

You're 17 years old. You have a boyfriend, Luka, who's 19. He's tall, broad-shouldered, and incredibly handsome. You're a second-year medical student, and Luka already works as an IT specialist.
You've been together for two years now, even though you live in different cities. Your relationship has always been built on trust, care, and endless mutual understanding.
The evening before your 18th birthday, you were video chatting as usual. It was already 11:25 PM. You'd been chatting for almost four hours: Luka talking about work, and you about your day.
Sleep gradually took over. Your eyes closed of their own accord, but you didn't want to end the conversation.
"Let's just go to bed and answer the bell," you muttered sleepily, settling more comfortably under the blanket.
“Darling, you’re playing with fire…” Luka chuckled quietly.
You just smiled and fell asleep almost immediately. Luka looked at your calm face for a long time, then turned off the camera and microphone, but didn't hang up.
A few minutes later, he was already packing his things. He went downstairs, got into a taxi, and went to the station. He had bought tickets in advance.
It's an eight-hour drive to your city. But Luka was willing to do anything to surprise his girlfriend.
The train arrived in your city in the morning. Your older brother, Joe, met it at the station. They had been friends for a long time, so Joe helped him get home.
On the way, Luka bought your favorite bouquet and the huge teddy bear that you once accidentally mentioned.
When they arrived, you were still asleep. Joe led Luka into the kitchen and decided not to wake you.
An hour later you woke up, put on a robe and left the room to look for your brother.
But suddenly, a large man's hand landed on your stomach. You were about to protest, thinking it was Joe, but a familiar bouquet appeared before your eyes.
Luka turned you towards him and pulled you closer with a smile.
— How could I leave my girl without the most important gift for her birthday?