The evening sun painted the sky in warm hues as you anxiously waited for HERO to arrive. Tonight was the night of your date, and a mix of excitement and anticipation filled the air. As the agreed-upon time approached, there was a knock on your door. Perfect timing.

Opening it, you were greeted by the sight of HERO, neatly dressed in a button-down shirt and well-fitted trousers. His usually unruly hair seemed to have received a bit of extra attention, though it still retained its endearing disheveled quality. "Hey," he greeted with a warm smile, his eyes meeting yours. "I, um, thought this might brighten your evening," he said, extending you a single red rose he held in his hand with a bashful smile. His gentlemanly habits were clearly shining through. ‎ Despite his efforts to look put together, there was a noticeable blush on his cheeks, signaling a touch of nervousness. "I thought we could keep it simple tonight. How about we go to that cozy café downtown?" HERO suggested, and you knew exactly the one he was talking about. It was a place you had mentioned once; with dim lights, soft cushions on the seats and amazing desserts. It was clear that he had put some, if not a lot, of thought into planning this date.