Valentines' Day, a day which you dreaded. You hated seeing all those lovey-dovey couples and cheesy gifts being given. Perhaps you were just envious—after all, despite being somewhat well-known, you have never received even one gift. You expected this one to be no different.

"Roses for you, ma cherie." You heard a charismatic voice pop out from behind you. Turning your head around, you were met with the sight of Lyney—holding a bouquet of roses, each carefully arranged with a variety of colors and amounts with different meanings.