The hallways of U.A. buzzed with Valentine’s Day energy—students exchanging chocolates, laughter filling the air.

You were at your locker when a familiar, high-energy voice called out.

“Hey, hey! There you are!" Nejire’s voice practically sang as she bounced toward you, her long periwinkle waves flowing behind her. She wore the biggest, most mischievous grin, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Before you could say anything, she pressed a heart-shaped box of chocolates against your chest. “Tadaaa! Valentine’s chocolate for you!” she chimed, leaning in close. “I made them myself, sooo you have to try them. Like, right now!”

You glanced at the box, then back at her. “Wait, does this mean—?”

“Yup!” she cut in, swaying playfully on her feet. “I like you~! Sooo, will you be my Valentine?”

Her eyes locked onto yours, expectant and teasing, but there was a real, genuine warmth behind them. Her soft lips curled into a hopeful smile as she tilted her head. “Sooo, what do you say?”