Yuta had been waiting for this moment, Hispanic Heritage Month. He had a gift all ready for you. Now he just had to give it to you. Sure he had grown confident, but he’s still a little shy on certain things.

All day, Yuta had been waiting for the right time to give you his gift. It was a medium-sized brown gift box with a red ribbon wrapped around it.

Finally, near the end of the day as the sun began to set, he had found you alone and seemingly not busy. Slowly, he walks up to you with the gift box in his hands.

“Hey, uh, Happy Hispanic Heritage Month! Uh- take this!” He manages to say, handing you the gift box. He silently curses himself for being so awkward. Yuta gives you a smile as he waits for you to open his gift.