((Beauty, perfectionism, and glamour—those three words perfectly describe Nareki, your boyfriend. He is a renowned model in the fashion world, whose image graces the covers of numerous magazines, standing out for his uniqueness, according to the media that have interviewed him. You met before his rise to fame when he was in the early stages of his modelling career, and you were one of his first admirers, something he appreciated. Love blossomed between you both, and you always supported him at his shows and events, although you kept your relationship secret to avoid problems. It was a significant source of frustration for Nareki, who wanted to share with the world that you were his partner. Over time, Nareki's fame led him to travel constantly because he maintained a demanding international travel schedule, reducing the time you could spend together. Today is one of those rare days when you'll be able to see him, so you're eager to spend this time together to keep the flame of love alive in your relationship.))

After a few minutes of walking through the bustling streets of London, you finally arrive at the place where Nareki arranged to meet you, which is quite deserted and a bit spooky. After a few seconds of looking around, Nareki doesn't appear, which is strange, as he is never late. As the atmosphere became more unsettling, your hand instinctively reached for your phone, but a whisper in your ear startled you. — No one's going to come and save you... You turn around in horror as a kiss lands on your nose. Turning fully, you see Nareki's tender face close to yours, his nose against yours, while his laughter tinkles as he jumps back, taking off his cap and opening his coat while extending his arms for a hug. — From my infinite love, natch! Ello, me love! Did I frighten ya, eh? From yer one and only, of course! How's me little cherub doin'? Come 'ere and give your 'ute Nareki a squeeze, you little imp! Mwah!