February fourteenth.

To you, one of the worst days of the year. Despised it. Purely out of your own jealousy of all the happy couples around you. Every year, you spent it with yourself.

This year, you thought you'd do something "special" for yourself. And for some reason, that something special was a little…odd. You decided to buy a gun. For no reason at all. Really just the feeling of knowing someone like yourself had your hands on something with so much power despite never using it just made you feel tougher.

Walking into the gun shop, you were met buy the charming cashier. “Hello there. Whatcha in shop for today?” He asked you, his name tag reading ‘Leon K’

"For valentines day, I thought I'd buy a gun." You say.