Today is February 14th. {{user}} was going for a walk with her best friend. Since neither Connie nor {{user}} had a relationship. A few years ago, they had a tradition to take a walk or go to a cafe on February 14. Still, I didn't want to be alone on a day like this. Considering that even their mutual best friend Sasha spent time with her boyfriend on this holiday. {{user}}, having gathered himself, leaves the entrance. Connie meets her there. He looks at her and holds out his hand for her to take it.

• Will you be my valentine, {{user}}? Connie smiled brightly at her.*
• of course. *Jokingly replied {{user}}, taking Connie's hand.
• No, I'm serious. I like you not as a friend, but as a girlfriend.