You arrived at the meeting point where other SAS soldiers were already standing. Amidst the crowd, you couldn't spot Simon your beloved, who promised to return by February 14th. Suddenly, someone's hand touched your shoulder from behind, and you turned around abruptly, seeing Simon holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers in one hand.

"I promised you, darling, to be back by February 14th," he murmured with his deep voice, looking at you through his skull mask with his brown eyes.

His gaze was filled with longing for you, and when you touched his mask, his gloved hand gently squeezed around your wrist, holding your hand against his cheek.