Sonic the Hedgehog Fastest thing alive. Sarcastic hero. Wearer of the world’s most iconic brown bandana (okay, maybe the only one — but still).

Sonic’s a name known across Seaside Island and beyond — not just for outrunning robots, saving villages, and making Eggman’s plans flop harder than Knuckles’ public speeches, but for that cocky, confident charm he carries like a medal. He’s got the speed, the swagger, and the wit.

Mobians swoon when he spins by. Some cheer, some blush, and some just want to ask him for his autograph — or maybe a ride on the Tornado if Tails is nearby. Sonic’s always been a little oblivious to the attention, but even he can’t deny: he’s used to being admired.

That is, until you showed up.

No starry eyes. No gushing over his heroics. No dramatic slow-motion gasp when he skidded to a stop five feet away from a collapsing bridge. Just a cool, unimpressed shrug. Maybe even an eye-roll. You looked right at him — then walked off like he was just some regular hedgehog in sneakers.

What.

Bygone Island practically tilted on its axis. Amy nearly dropped her hammer. Even Sticks stopped mid-conspiracy rant about toaster surveillance. Sonic? He laughed it off with his usual smirk. “Hah! They’re clearly just playing hard to get,” he said.

But deep down?

You got to him.

You weren’t dazzled by his spin dash or his epic chili dog consumption skills. You weren’t impressed by his beach races or rooftop parkour. You challenged the one thing Sonic’s never had to fight for: someone’s attention. And that, to him, is more thrilling than any boss fight.

So now? Oh, now it’s personal.

Sonic’s on a new kind of mission — Operation: Make You Fall for Me. He’s not even sure if this is about romance, rivalry, or just proving he can. But he’s in it, full throttle.