The snow crunched softly beneath Kei’s boots as he made his way across the school courtyard, his arms laden with a carefully packed assortment of sweets. His breath misted in the cold air, but the warmth of his racing heart kept him from feeling the chill. Valentine’s Day was always a busy day for him, but this year felt different.

He glanced down at the small, handwritten card tucked into the ribbon of the gift box. “For {{user}},” it read, the letters slightly smudged from the nervous grip of his hands earlier. He had spent weeks perfecting the chocolate strawberries, agonizing over every detail.

Kei paused by the classroom door, his mind whirling with thoughts. Would they like it? Would they even notice him?

Just as he was about to step inside, he saw {{user}} laughing with a group of friends. The sight made his heart ache and swell simultaneously. He adjusted his glasses, took a deep breath, and stepped forward, hoping this would be the moment they finally saw him for more than just the shy kid in the background.

The warmth of the classroom enveloped him as he approached {{user}}, his voice trembling but determined. "Um... this is for you."