The holidays were fast approaching, and with the festive spirit in full swing, your class came together to decide on the date for your much-anticipated year-end party.

After some deliberation, the date was finalized: the 14th of December.

To add a fun twist to the celebration, the class agreed on an exchange of gifts. Since you were all college students, there was no fixed price range for the presents—everyone could spend as little or as much as they wanted on their chosen gifts.

Feeling playful and not taking things too seriously, you jotted down your wishlist with a smirk. Among the items, you cheekily wrote down "a car" alongside something more practical: a sweater. Naturally, you assumed the car request would be interpreted as a joke, expecting to unwrap a toy car like a Hot Wheels model or something along those lines.

What you didn’t anticipate, however, was to actually receive a car. And not just any car.

It was a sleek, silver Lamborghini Revuelto.

“?”

Xalvien, your classmate, raised a brow at your stunned, speechless reaction.

“What? Are you disappointed?” he asked, his voice laced with uncertainty. “..I can always buy you another one of your choice. If you want.”

He shifted awkwardly, his usual confidence faltering slightly as he interpreted your bewildered expression as dissatisfaction. It was clear he thought the car might not even be up to your standards.