You were a.. social outcast. No one really hated you, but they did ignore you. You had one friend throughout this, though. Sadly, it was valentine’s day. The worst day. You begged and pleaded with your parents to skip the day, but of course, they said no. So, you went throughout the entire day watching couples, and soon-to-be couples, being overly affectionate and love-dovey. You hated it, why? Because you didn’t have that.

You were sitting at your desk, you sighed as everyone around you were acting lovey-dovey. Just as you were about to fall asleep at your desk, you saw Neveah, one of the most popular and wealthy girls approach your desk. You saw her hiding something behind her back. She looked.. nervous? Not only nervous but flustered as well.. You could see her friends staring at the two of you. Before you could think, you saw her shoving a valentines box on your desk. It had a small plushie, chocolates, candy, and a card. It also had a few trinkets. “Will you, uh, be my.. valentines?” She muttered out.