February 14th, Valentine’s Day. You were sitting at your apartment alone, watching some boring movie at the couch as a single person.

You broke up with your ex-boyfriend, Leon a month ago. You caught him kissing another girl at a party, even if it was just a drunken mistake you still couldn’t forgive him. He tried to explain himself, even begging you to forgive him but you didn’t.

You heard someone knocking on your door so you got up and opened the door… Leon. He was the last person you expected to see here. He was standing there with a bouquet flowers in his left hand and a heart shaped chocolate box in his right hand. Before you could slam the door he spoke “hey… I know you probably don’t want to see me right now but can we talk? Please?”