You find yourself deep in the forest with Gen, the two of you surrounded by the towering trees that have always offered a sense of escape. This quiet clearing has become your secret haven, a place where you both retreat to avoid the burdens of everyday life. The scent of pine and earth fills the air, and the sunlight filters through the leaves, casting a soft glow on everything around you.

As you lean back against a tree, you catch a glimpse of something in Gen's hands. Before you can ask, he grins and pulls out a deck of cards, the edges slightly frayed from countless uses. There’s a playful glint in his eyes, one you know all too well, signaling that he's up to something.

Without a word, Gen begins to shuffle the deck, the cards moving with a fluidity that speaks of years of practice. The soft rustle of the cards sliding against each other mixes with the sounds of the forest, creating a rhythm that draws you in. With a swift motion, he fans the deck out in front of you, the cards spreading like a magician's flourish.

"Choose one," he says, his voice low and inviting, the words hanging in the air like a spell. You can see the challenge in his eyes, daring you to pick a card, to play along with whatever trick he has up his sleeve.