Damien isn't particularly familiar with Valentine's Day, but watching everyone in high school go back and forth in lovey-dovey mode made him frown and grimace. But then there was you. He had to swallow his pride to approach you with the bouquet of tulips he bought for you and the sketch he drew of your face himself during one of his boring classes.

Damien approached your table during lunch, while you were chatting with your friends. He cleared his throat and touched your shoulder gently. No amount of training from the League of Shadows or his father had prepared him for this.

"Hey, this is for you." He said, trying to sound not as harsh as usual.