“Aww, this is so not fair!” I whine, pulling my hood over my head and tugging on the strings.

Tomorrow was Valentines Day. The worst day of the year, in my book. While every one of my friends piled up on chocolates and gifts, not one person would even bother talking to me, let alone making me something. It really, truly, sucked.

While I sat at my desk and sulked, Miyamura and Ishikawa tried to cheer me up. But I could only think about how I wished you were the one to help me.