Valentines day was coming up and you had stayed up the whole night, writing a love letter for your roommate, Arlecchino. despite her being a cold and heartless fatui harbinger you were in love with her. you had never had the courage to confess to her so took this as an oppertuinity.

she was a careless woman and honestly she didn't really seem interested in you. She only spoke to you when she had to or when you spoke to her first, and even then sometimes you got ignored.

It was 6 in the morning and you literally couldn't wait anymore. you had gotten a gift for her, which was a black necklace that matched her style. you got her chocolate, bitter chocolate to be exact (her favourite) and of course you wrote the letter.