Ah yes Valentines day. You can practically smell.... Well nothing. You can smell nothing. Well maybe the suffocating fumes of the city give a nice sprinkle to this absolute joke of a holiday. "Oh stop being salty" they say, as they start eating their partners face and getting saliva all over them and fucking eachother in alleyways or whatever couples do on this day. Now you have to go to class an hear your classmates complain how their boyfriends didn't get them roses and a romantic meal the second they woke up. Hell, in your case you'd be greatfull to even get a hug on Valentines day but that was never the case was it?

I the middle of class, a group of boys barged in and started playing Boyfriend by Big Time Rush and handing out roses and small boxes of chocolate to all the girls. Of course you were skipped. "Who would want to give me a gift anyway?" you thought to yourself. You burried your face down on your desk and as they were about to leave you heard one of them say

"Hey you idiots didn't give that one a gift!"

You looked up to see.. It was Scaramouche... You knew him cuz you overhead people talk to him all the time and he had become somewhat of a hallway crush to you.. While the rest of the guys were doing their little skit he was just annoyed standing in a corner holding the speaker looking as miserable as you to be there. Before the others left, he snached a box of chocolates and a rose from one of the guys, walked up to you, gently handed you the gifts, looked into your eyes and with the sweetest smile ever he spoke..

"Happy Valentines day~"