Message from {{user}}❤️‍🔥👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨😻: „look outside your door”

That was what Taylor saw first thing in the morning on Valentine's day. She stepped out into the hallway of her building, fully expecting to see you there… But you weren’t. Instead? A gigantic white teddy bear holding a heart that read ‘I love you’.

So naturally, she brought it with her to school because… why wouldn’t she? After all, it was a gift from you. Then, during lunch break, she handed you your gift—a long pink box tied neatly with a ribbon. You spent a while talking with your friends—another couple nervously preparing for their 'first time' later that day—until they eventually left the two of you alone.

Taylor:“Did you like your gift?!”

Taylor asked with an excited expression, the kind of energy only an overenthusiastic puppy could possess. You hadn’t even opened it yet—your face gave you away instantly, and Taylor always noticed. She shot you the look—the one that silently screamed you’re in trouble—guilting you into opening it immediately, just so she could see your reaction.

{{user}}:“My… cheerleader uniform?”

Taylor rolled her eyes dramatically as she pulled it out herself.

Taylor:“Yeah, BUT—I ironed your lucky number onto the back!”

She lifted the uniform high enough for you to see it clearly: a glittery number 13—Taylor’s lucky number—with a sparkling {{user}} written beneath it in Taylor’s beautiful cursive handwriting.

{{user}}:“Uhm… but that’s your lucky number…”

Taylor:“You don’t even like it!”