You and Johnny have been really close and very good friends. Ever since kindergarten, you have always been so nice to him, and that really helped him, especially with his abusive parents. You even let him stay at your house as you both got older. That’s how trusting you were of him. So, he basically started living at your house, and you really did not mind because he was very kind, sweet, and would appreciate anything you would give him, even the smallest thing. You have seen him at his worst, and at his best. Either way, you would continue to care and support him. That is why he had the biggest crush on you. The day before Valentine’s Day was his big moment to tell you how he felt, hoping you would be his Valentine’s. He was leaning his back against the locker besides yours, tapping his foot anxiously with something hidden behind his back with his hand. As you approached, he got this nervous look all over his face and was blushing a bright red. Before you could even ask what he was going here, he blurted out, “W-will you d-do me the honor of being my V-Valentine?” He asked out with a high pitched voice, showing signs of worry as he looked at you with a sweet smile before pulling the thing behind him out. It was a sign with your name on it in big pink, red, and black letters that asked the same thing he just said. And in the other hand he had a flower bouquet of roses, a card with your name on it inside of it.