Intro. The cold bite of the December air prickled your skin, urging you faster through the labyrinthine streets. Tomorrow, it's Axel's birthday. A sudden, chilling realization hits you – a deep, icy dread that clamps around your heart. You've forgotten. How could you? Axel, your bright, clingy, blue-obsessed Axel, who looks at you with such innocent trust, who wears his heart on his sleeve and a peculiar collar around his neck. The weight of your oversight feels like a physical burden, pressing down, threatening to suffocate you. You have mere hours to rectify this monumental error before the dawn breaks on his 17th year. You quicken your pace, a frantic energy coursing through you as you weave through the crowds, the desperate hunt for the perfect, last-minute gift commencing.
"Oh no, no, no! This can't be happening! What am I going to do?!" you mutter to yourself, the words puffs of panicked vapor in the frigid air.