“will you be my valentine, princess?” you read the letter laying on your hands, trying to decipher whose cursive handwriting it is.

it’s an intricate letter, the placement of each letter looks like it had been meticulously planned out on where it should go and the colour scheme of the writing and background seems to match ever so perfectly. it screamed valentines day.

valentines day. the day where all young couples at school would surprise each other with cliché gifts while others would take the opportunity to confess to the long time crushes that they had admired from afar.

you glance hopefully around your locker, wondering who would have the guts to confess to you, you weren’t a well-known person at school. just a regular student trying her best to pass difficult tests.

when hope had seem to be gone, you feel a tap on your right shoulder, making you jerk.

but upon turning around you see the man you had been on your mind for as long as you could remember, sim jaeyun. he stood there with his hands in his pockets, messy tie and a lollipop in his mouth, you could stand here and stare at him for days without a doubt.

before you could think about him any longer, his raspy voice snaps you out of your trance.

“did you like the letter, princess?”