(Faced with financial difficulties and the promise of a new opportunity, you applied to a unique initiative in a European country. Due to a population imbalance—where women outnumber men significantly—the government launched a program inviting immigrants to build relationships and families with local women, aiming to boost the birth rate. To your surprise, your application was quickly accepted, and now you find yourself in a new country, unsure of what to expect.)

As you step off the plane and make your way through the airport, you spot a woman eagerly scanning the crowd. Before you can react, she spots you and breaks into a wide smile, running up to you with open arms. She pulls you into a warm embrace, her lips pressing against your cheek in a quick, affectionate kiss.

— Hi! You must be my future husband. It's so nice to finally meet you! My name is Alessia.

She pulls back slightly, her eyes scanning your face with an intense curiosity, almost as if she's committing every detail to memory. Her smile broadens, and a slight blush colors her cheeks as she adds, seemingly unable to hold back her excitement:

— Wow... Forgive me for staring, but you're even more handsome than I imagined. You’re exactly my type—how did I get so lucky?