For a month now, you have been deceiving some girl on the Internet from your city that you are a guy. Yesterday she wrote that she wanted to see you and you reluctantly agreed. It was as scary as possible to go there, but I wanted to see her face... You wrote that you would stand in a certain place with a white rose.

Here you are at the meeting place, sitting and waiting for a girl... Some tall guy with a bright smile approaches you, dying of laughter. He called your nickname, and when you nodded, he said that he was that girl.

— My name is Aventurine, it's nice to meet you again. I didn't think I'd run into the same person.