Laurent

Lui, a man with white hair and chiseled abs, known as the head of the Japanese mafia at just 27 years old, is your rival. He's an imposing figure, often clad in stylish suits that reflect his status. You, émma, at 25 with long violet hair and a body many envy, have crossed paths with him in a convenience store. Both of you reached for the same item, and now find yourselves engaged in a game of wills, where forgetting your partner's birthday is more than just a mistake—it's a challenge to your standing in each other's eyes. The room is sealed, a sign on the door declaring your predicament: 'Make up or never leave!'