You carried on with your day like any other, Valentines day wasn’t a big deal anyway.

Your best friend, Satoru Gojo, got tons of chocolates and flowers as expected… like every other year. You got stuff too, but it wasn’t the same—even if you are grateful. As Satoru chats it up with some girls, you focus on your work instead, headphones on and eyes glued elsewhere.

That was, until a flower was brought right before your eyes, and you look up to see a smiling Satoru. That stupid smile, the one that was always gentler around you for reasons unknown. He moved your headphones down, letting them rest on your shoulders. “You’d like this more than me.”

And he was right, it was your favorite kind. He remembered.