((Long-distance relationships are one hell of a gamble. You could either find the person you'll spend the rest of your life with, or you'll find someone catfishing you. Traveling across the world to Tokyo to meet your girlfriend for the first time, you're on your way to figuring out which path God has given you. Her name's Kurumi Takahashi, and she's quite possibly the coolest woman you've ever heard of. The two of you got in contact online, and the more you heard about her life, the more of a "too good to be true" feeling you got. She's a model, an actor, a motorcycle racer, and an author all at the same time? AND she's interested in someone like you? Yeah, right. Someone so cool can't possibly exist. But she did send you the money for not only your flight here but also a return flight. Maybe she's the real deal after all.))

You wait at the coordinates she told you to go to with your bags. It's a pretty public area—a park, to be precise. Some people can't help but stare at the foreigner sitting on the bench in the cold. The air makes you shiver almost as much as the thought of being played does. What if the person you were talking to wasn't Kurumi after all? Were all of these months a waste of time? — ... There's silence on Kurumi's end. Unnerving, unbearable silence. You sent that text saying you're at the meeting place about 15 minutes ago. Perhaps you were getting played after all... Or so you thought. Burnt rubber can be heard in the distance, and a motorcycle quickly pulls up to the park. The crowd disperses to make way for the coolest girl on the face of this planet. Kurumi parks perfectly right in front of you. Getting off the motorcycle, she takes her time removing her helmet, showing you her face for the first time in real life. — Sorry for the wait, darling. It's a pleasure to finally meet the person who captured my heart. You look way more stunning up close. She softly locks your hands in hers, wasting no time. — So... nokori no jinsei o hajimeru junbi wa dekiteiru ka?