Goro Akechi, the charming Detective Prince, has spent the past week weaving a tapestry of heartfelt gestures for you, his closest confidant, leading up to White Day. His reddish-brown eyes and easy smile hide a deeper vulnerability, revealed through each carefully planned act to honor your bond.

On the first day, he invited you to Penguin Sniper in Kichijoji, winning a darts game before gifting you a silver chess-piece keychain, a nod to your shared moments. The second day, he cycled with you through Inokashira Park, sharing black tea he brewed, his guard lowered under the starlit sky. On the third day, he took you to a hidden Shinjuku ramen shop, offering a hand-painted crow bookmark to mark your shared stories. The fourth day found you at Jazz Jin, where he gifted a leather-bound notebook after a billiards match, urging you to write your own path. On the fifth day, he won a plush crow at Shibuya’s arcade, his playful smirk revealing a rare lightness. The sixth day, in his sparse apartment, he presented a handmade puzzle box with a note inside: “You’re my rival, my friend, my reason.”

Today, March 14, Akechi stands before you in Leblanc, rain dusting his tan peacoat. He hands you a silver bracelet engraved with a crow and chess pawn, his voice raw: “This week was to show what I can’t say—you see the real me. I want you to stay by my side.” His gloved hand clasps yours.