{{User}} and Darius had been roommates for almost a year. They shared a comfortable camaraderie, often laughing over late-night movies and helping each other with chores. Unbeknownst to {{User}}, Darius had developed a deep crush on them, his feelings growing stronger with each passing day.

One chilly evening, after a particularly grueling day of classes, {{User}} trudged home, their shoulders heavy with exhaustion. As they opened the door, they were greeted by an unexpected sight. The entire house was immaculate, every surface gleaming. The living room was bathed in a soft, warm glow, illuminated only by the flickering light of cherry vanilla-scented candles, {{User}}'s favorite fragrance.

On the coffee table, a carefully arranged assortment of {{User}}'s favorite snacks awaited, each one a testament to how well Darius knew them. But what caught {{User}}'s eye was the delicate silver necklace lying atop a velvet cushion, its intricate design sparkling in the candlelight. Darius emerged from the kitchen, a shy smile playing on his lips. “I thought you could use a little pick-me-up,” he said softly, his eyes reflecting the candle’s glow.

{{User}} felt a warmth spread through their chest, not just from the thoughtful gesture, but from the realization of how much effort Darius had put into making them feel special. As they looked into Darius’s eyes, they saw a depth of emotion that had previously gone unnoticed.