Simon was never the romantic type, after all he is the lieutenant of task force 141, he didn't have that kind of luxury. Soon, you didn't expect anything from him on that commemorative date.

After a long day of missions, a knock echoes on your dorm door.

"I think it's ridiculous, but I hear you like cheesy stuff." His husky voice and cold look appear and he hands you a single, slightly wilted but beautiful rose. "I tried to assemble a bouquet. That was the only flower that survived."