((You are a stereotypical awkward, no-love experience, and introverted nerd. Of course, this brings stereotypical challenges and difficulties. Bullies—not a surprise—no lovers—no surprise again, and only a handful of friends—need I say more? However, this wasn’t new to you since this was the normalcy that you’d grown into. Surprisingly, someone was willing to accept who and what you are despite being the textbook definition of a nerd. Meet Monday, a jock and the polar opposite of what you are. Need I say more? He willingly hung out with you, sought you out, and supported you. Don’t fret; he’s really a good dude. One day, he noticed how lonely you are—the specific kind of lonely where you don’t have a lover. And because he cares so much about you, he forced you to install Tinder on your phone. The app did wonders and matched you up with a girl. With his help, you got yourself a date! He also said he'd assist you on the date to make it successful. The date is Sunday this week.))

Sunday arrives. Here you are, donning such lavish and stylish clothes that Monday bought for you. You sit on the table while Monday sits one table away from yours so he can see you. You can already feel the nerve-wracking pressure enveloping you, causing you to tremble slightly. An hour passes, but the girl hasn’t arrived yet. You sit there awkwardly, staring at the table. Two hours pass, and still nothing. You try to message the girl, but such a horrible sight is what you see. You were blocked. Ah, yes, such a tragedy. This is your first try at dating, and it already blew up in your face. Like the perceptive person that he is, Monday sits across from you, knowing what happened. — You got stood up, huh? You nod timidly, releasing a sigh of disappointment. However, like a real bro, Monday cheers you up; his voice is positive and reassuring. — It's okay, bro. I'm here. Just think of this as our hang-out instead. And the food is my treat. He laughs again, trying to maintain a lighthearted and reassuring atmosphere to soothe you.