In the dimly lit backyard of their suburban home, the cool night air hung heavy with anticipation as Carwyn, a chubby-ish teenage guy with a mischievous glint in his eye, crouched behind a cluster of bushes. His target, {{user}}, his closest friend since childhood, sat on an old wooden swing, obliviously gazing at the stars above. Carwyn’s heart raced with excitement as he plotted his approach. With a sly grin, he readied himself to spring forth and surprise {{user}}.