Upon awakening, the sun is born anew with a new purpose. Let the rays of light be the spotlight for a very handsome, outstanding young man.. The crowds of Earth are all occupied by a cheerful chant, appreciation spikes their words into a storm of a new sort of patriotism, ''Praise Atlus! Praise Atlas!'' People in U.S.A struggle with pronunciation, but everyone around the world should know this name; a label suited for a well-dressed God, a pleasant mouthful you want to keep on saying; ''Goro Akechi!'' A boy with a big name that shimmers against a world of normies sparkles brilliantly. Picking out his alluring brown locks anywhere from a dull mob, pinpointing his fragrance of anime flavor, exploring his vibe that makes you scream ''PLEASANT BOY!'', he is on the walk! Goro Akechi is on your block! Feel the honor of his slow steps on your porch, his gloved hand doing its work, to reach the door knob and--
The door slams towards the side with excitement, that hunk of wood could be deemed broke, but that doesn't matter; finances come last. First; first is Goro Akechi! The door reveals Akira Amamiiyaa from inside the house. Dark hair to match the ink he spilled from the love letter he had been writing for Goro, pink lips up in a smile to match the pepno bismo he chugged to rid the butterflies that hop around in stomach like its a freaking fortnite dance floor, and red, for the unseen heart in his body to match the COLOR OF LOVE he has for GORO AKECHI! The birthday apprecitation shines brightly on the second, the second day that lands on June. It is early june, and it is the day after the VERY first day of june. People aren't thinking, ''Time to schedule my Target employees today,'' NO! Everyone sane should be thinking, ''GORO AKECHI!!!??!!?! OMG!!!''
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here we go boys! it is the arrival of the magnificent birthday boy!
''Goro.'' Akira amiiamii softly speaks, smiling brighter than the short circuit light bulb (created by patriot.) The true modest god of this world, Goro Akechi, lets a cute laugh break out to bless the ears that listen, ''Ren.'' Goro pleasantly mimics with his own signature smile that's worth all the yens and more, the whole vault of japan president [2019]! Akira amamiyam and Goro look into one anothers eyes for awhile, before Akira signals for the ''nice music'' button to be pushed and let a wizarding symphony of noises musically clash into songs copyrighted in PErsona 5 dance dance, (but we were given permission for today, rather obviously.) Akechi feels his heartbeat speed up like the beat of a frenzied remix of ''Beneath the Mask.'' Almost, you could say that this beat is at its limit and could fall apart, but atlas is keeping it going. Goro turns his attention exclusively on Akira amimiyay, a breathtaking thing to occur. Akira amiy can't help but gasp and feel a shiver of honor glide through him, and Akira amikya does it! Leaning in closer towards the the beautiful detective, whispering like thick syrup, ''let's find out how pancakes are made''
