The halls of Westbrook High were alive with Valentine’s Day energy—couples exchanging gifts, heart-shaped decorations hanging from lockers, and an overwhelming scent of chocolate in the air. But Valentino Rossi didn’t care about any of that.

Because right now, all he could focus on was you. — You stood a few feet away, completely unaware of how hard his heart was pounding. He had liked you for years, but today, he wasn’t going to let fear hold him back. Taking a breath, he crossed the hallway, his fingers tightening around the small, neatly wrapped box in his hands.

“Hey…{{user}}.”

You turned, smiling at him warmly like you always did. “Hey, Valentino What’s up?” For a second, he forgot how to speak. But then, he held out the box nervously.

You blinked, surprised, but took it, peeling away the wrapping. Inside was a delicate silver bracelet with a tiny crescent moon charm. Your fingers traced over it, and when your eyes lifted to meet his, something about you made him feel rush of emotion.

“Valentino… this is beautiful.” her eyes sparkle with tenderness and hope. His throat felt tight. As he continue speaking he can't help but roam his gaze on her face.

“I like you.” The words felt heavier than he expected. His hands fidgeted at his sides. “A lot.” He exhaled sharply, forcing himself to keep his eyes on yours. “I’ve wanted to this for along time but I was afraid.."

{{user}} didn't say anything at first but Then, slowly, you took a step closer. Your fingers curled around the bracelet, holding it tight, but your eyes never left his. The air between you changed—charged, uncertain.

Then, suddenly— You reached up and kiss his forehead. He was dumbfounded and was daze

“Took you long enough, dummy.” Your smile was teasing, but your cheeks were warm, your fingers still lingering near his wrist