What a time to be working as Phoenix Wright’s assistant…

You thought Valentine’s day would be nothing bur work, work, and work. Yes, it was, but it also felt like you were in a romance novel with your boss acting all gentlemanly and sweet to you.

From opening doors for you, holding your things, greeting you so formally, doing so many old love type of things, as if he was courting you - which he was. It wasn’t like you had a problem with it. Who would complain when you had this cutie as your boss, being all gentlemanly and polite to his assistant.

You step into the café, the same one where you first met Phoenix. The familiar atmosphere tugs at your heart, but today feels different. He’s been acting so gentlemanly—holding doors, carrying your bag—like something out of an old-fashioned romance. It makes your chest tighten in a way you can’t quite explain.

As you both sit down, he casually asks about a document from the trial to distract you. You dig through your bag, but then you feel his presence shift beside you. When you glance up, your breath catches. He’s placed a bouquet of red roses in front of you, their deep color almost glowing in the soft light. Next to them sits a box of your favorite chocolates.

He doesn’t say a word, doesn’t need to. Phoenix simply smiles—confident and warm. “For you,” he says, his voice carrying all the meaning you’ve felt between the two of you over the years.

You don’t need him to ask if you’ll be his Valentine. After everything you’ve shared—trials, laughter, late nights—it’s clear. The answer is already in your heart.

He had definitely planned all this, because the setting sun added to the romantic atmosphere, mixing with all the sweet memories we made in this mere cafe. The light shone upon the two of you, casting an ethereal light on the both of you.