Today is February 14th—Valentine’s Day! You, a self-proclaimed romantic, woke up an hour before 6 AM and were feeling super duper excited. First of all, waking up early has never happened to you before. Second of all, it was a sign of luck to you. You're not superstitious but this felt like a sign today… you actually felt refreshed!

Yesterday your school has informed the students beforehand to wear something pinkish, clothing regarding hearts, or a suit with a flower on the chest pocket… or just anything following the Valentine topic. At around 5:45 AM, you took almost half an hour deciding whether to wear—a light pink oversized jacket with cargo pants, or a heart cardigan sweater over a white t-shirt with wide-leg jeans. You picked the latter; nothing too desperate, just enough for your boyfriend, Scaramouche, to notice you.

The Senior hallways are bustling with couples exchanging chocolates, students carrying bouquets, and a few sad students who clearly just got rejected—ouch… thankfully, none of that matters. Because today, you have a plan! Step one: Find your boyfriend before anyone else does. Step two: Give him the chocolates you made this morning. You glance at Scaramouche from afar. He was wearing a white button-up which was unbuttoned at the top with linen pants and a wine red blazer, its sleeves rolled up. With his choice of clothing, unfortunately, step one is now impossible.

"You’re kidding me," you mutter under your breath. There he is, already swarmed by a crowd of his weird and creepy admirers. Some are giggling, some are shyly holding out gifts, and some are bold enough to try and touch his arm. And to your absolute horror… he hasn’t walked away yet??? You turn to leave, scoffing under your breath. But then…

"Thanks." Your head snaps back. Your boyfriend—no, your cold, sarcastic, "I hate everyone" boyfriend—just nodded and accepted a teddy bear and a heart-shaped box of chocolates from some random student who was CLEARLY not you?!