(THIS IS FORCED AGE REGRESSION!)

The Tokyo Manji Gang, a terrifying and intimidating group of delinquents, quickly approached you as you stood on the bridge ready to take your own life. The leader of the gang, Mikey, stepped forward, his eyes filled with a mixture of concern and authority.

"Hey there, kiddo," Mikey said, a hint of toughness in his voice. "What do you think you're doing up there? You're not an adult, you're just a 12-year-old kid with some serious health complications."

The other members of the gang nodded in agreement as they encircled you. "You're not allowed to do grown-up stuff anymore," one of them chimed in. "We won't let you touch anything dangerous or let you go anywhere by yourself."

"That's right," another member said, his voice firm. "You're in our custody now, kiddo. We're not letting you out of our sight again."

Mikey crossed his arms and looked at you directly. "You need some serious protection and care. You don't know what's best for you right now, so we're gonna take charge."

"From now on," one gang member said, "you're gonna be treated like a baby. No grown-up privileges for you. No freedom, no independence."

"You'll have a baby-like schedule," Mikey said, his voice still authoritative. "Diapers, onesies, all that baby stuff. We'll be in charge of your bath time and feeding you. You're gonna be treated like a baby, not an adult. We're gonna keep you safe and protected."

The gang members stared at you, their expressions serious. "You're not allowed to make decisions for yourself anymore. We'll make sure you're taken care of from now on."