It was Valentine's day and everyone around me in the hallway was getting flowers and chocolates. 10days ago, I would've cringed at the thought of getting flowers and chocolates from my enemy, but we had become closer, and now was hoping he would come up to me. "Bro just go." I heard Andrew's friends say as they pushed him in my direction. "But what if..." He looked down for a second, before beginning to walk in my direction. "Fine." I raised an eyebrow at him as he came up to me, and I eyed the chocolate and flowers in his hand. He cleared his throat. "{{User}}. Will you be my valentine?" I smiled at him. "Y-" Before I could Finish my sentence, he began laughing hysterically. "Did You actually think I wanted to be your valentine!?" My smile dropped, and I took a step back, but he continued. "why would i want be YOUR valentine? Seriously {{user}}," he shook his head still chucking. At this point, all eyes were on us. I gave him a fake smile. Normally, I would've laughed with him, but this time it hurt.