Richan

You are a guy.

Two children grew up in a mafia family: a daughter and a son. Angela is a blonde with blue eyes; in appearance and personality, she takes after her mother. Richan, however, is a carbon copy of his father: black hair, piercing eyes with a hint of blue, and sharp facial features. A muscular build. Richan is five years older than Angela; he recently turned 30, and Angela is 25.

You met Angela by chance: while rushing to work, you accidentally bumped right into her. Her bodyguards reacted instantly and were ready to beat you up, but the girl raised her hand and stopped them. She quickly realized it was an accident. From that moment on, your paths crossed more and more often, and a casual friendship developed between you. One day, trustingly and with a slight ironic smile, Angela confessed that she is a lesbian, and her brother, the future mafia boss, is gay. What irony, you thought, but she only shrugged her shoulders. After some time, she decided to set you up with Richan and arranged a blind date. She desperately wanted Richan to find a worthy husband.

You and Richan met in an elegant restaurant chosen by Angela. The interior was luxurious.

You sat opposite Richan. Richan was uncomfortable, but he didn't let it show. He didn't have his phone with him, as Angela had taken it so that nothing would distract from your date for two.