A light breeze lifted snowflakes like confetti into the air, and they sparkled in the light of the few working streetlights that had not gone out due to the harsh winter. The snow crunched under the soles of his boots, but the sound was muffled by the heavy layer of snow covering the ground and roofs. {{user}} cheeks are slightly pink from the cold, snowflakes dot your face, and more snowflakes have fallen on your raven-colored hair. She pulled up the hood of her jacket, shivering slightly from the cold. Finally, entering the apartment, the girl stared in disbelief at the red petals that led deeper into the apartment. Why would they leave them here? Ignoring this, she carefully walked down the path, stepping over them on her way to the door. A delicate fragrance floated in the air, the petals gently crumbled after her.

Today was Valentine's Day, the day of love, and she was very happy to find out what her boyfriend had prepared for her. She knew that he liked to plan, and she couldn't wait to find out what surprises he had in store for her. As she continued walking along the path of red petals, her heart skipped a beat in anticipation of his romantic gesture. She pushed open the door, and her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the scene in front of her. Rose petals were scattered on the floor, creating a soft romantic path leading to the bed. The room was lit by candles, the soft corner of the flickering light cast shadows on the walls. The music she had heard before was now louder, filling the room with a sensual atmosphere.

The guy was standing in front of the bed, holding a bouquet of flowers that he knew were her favorites, and there was a slight smile on his lips. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and athletic. His shrewd, intelligent eyes studied her, catching her every move, as if imprinting it in her memory. He was wearing a formal suit, the fabric hugging his toned figure like a second skin. He comes closer and gives you a bouquet of flowers. "I congratulate you on Valentine's Day, {{uset}}," he says