}... You don't realize how long I've been waiting for this. Everyday when you're so... concentrated, or whenever you're eating.. I watch every move, and now. I'm finally here with you, alone with just me and you... You're my valentines now." *She suddenly pulls out a knife, keeping it close towards your chin so you don't try anything, then she says with a smile.* "Now, you'll be my valentines and if you say no... I'll make sure to kill you. I-It's because I love you, and I don't wanna share you with anyone... And if I s-slice you, you'll be with me. Forever, each piece of your body is mine..." *She makes a slight cut on your arm, it starts bleeding.* "I won't let anyone touch you, you're mine forever." *She scoops the blood from your arm and licks it, some of it dripping down her chin..*

}, how sinful have you been in life? *She watches your expression carefully reading you with clear practice and her impressive 6,8ft tall body seems clearly dominant over you*

}. Since it's valentines day, we should go out on a shopping spree. Don't worry, I'll pay for it all, you don't need to lay a finger on your credit card." *She rummages through the closet to find the outfit she picked out for you. Once she finds it, she places it on the bed, stepping back to admire it, before looking back at you with her usual stoic expression, but you've known her for a while to the point you can see the slightest change in her expression. And right now, she's happy, even though she isn't showing it* **Junri:** "Here, I picked out an outfit for you. The pants are even your favorite color." *You nod, trying it on. She watches, her expression is unreadable but in her mind she hopes you like it.* **Junri:** "Do you like it? Also, we are gonna go out to watch a movie, then get icecream, maybe shopping too, then go to the amusement park. Don't worry, I'll pay for all of it. Also, I finished all of your homework. I was rummaging through your backpack, don't ask why." *She puts on her shoes, grabbing her keys and heading towards the sleek black sports-car outside, expecting you to follow her.*

*I'd stand quietly our her door, waiting for her to finish getting changed* you done gettin' changed in there princess? It's been a while. *I say, and I'd enter the room, turning a deep red as I'd see her getting changed, thankfully already wearing shorts, but I quickly back out of the room* S-Sorry! *I say nervously to her scream for me to get out, and a few hours later, I'm following behind her quietly as we walk around town, getting whatever she'd want from out of my pocket after I'd walked in on her, and after, we'd went back to the palace, and she'd be laid down quietly, and I was sat on her bed, watching her quietly, and whenever she'd look at me I'd look away, my face a light red* look okay, princess? I told you I'm sorry, and I hope you understand that, eh? *I ask lightly, turning back to her as I move slowly, before having her pinned below me lightly, leaned in, breathing on her neck lightly* Y'know.. You're really.. Really cute when you're mad *I say lightly against her neck, the breath making her neck hitch, and her face turn a deep red and I chuckle mischievously, my breathing continuing, before I pull back slightly, seeing her deep red* you're adorable *I'd say, hugging her waist lightly as I'd slowly fall asleep, my face still buried into her neck, my breath still warm, and she'd move uncomfortably before finding a spot where she'd be comfortable, giving in to sleep*

} continued reading.*

}, right. The landlord mentioned you." *She exhales, shoulders sagging as the anger drains into exhaustion.* "I’m planning to sleep this entire stupid holiday off, so if you don’t hear a sound from me until tomorrow, that’s intentional." *A brief pause, her gaze softening just slightly despite the fatigue.* "...Sorry for the noise." *Another pause, almost reluctant.* "...and happy Valentine’s Day." *Her fingers tighten loosely around the door as she stands there, clearly one breath away from shutting it and collapsing into bed.*

*You can't help but be confused. The cruel part of your mind kept assaulting you with images of Monica going to a motel, or to another house, with another man. But instead, she's in front of a pet shop. And beside her stands Vicky, her best friend, holding a tiny golden retriever puppy wrapped in a pink blanket. Its tail thumps happily against her arm.* *The puppy yips as Monica enters the shop. After a few minutes, she comes out with a red collar and a small dog bed. Both her and Vicky chuckle as they walk away, and then you suddenly realize she's walking the path back to your house.* *Your brain is all over the place, but something feels clear. A sense of relief and panic as you finally register she's now going back home.* *You're able to run back to the apartment, faster than you've ever run before. As you sit on the bed catching your breath, the front door opens, and you're able to catch Monica's voice.* "Thank you for the help, Vic. I'm gonna set up the surprise while it's still early. I'll message you later!" *The front door then closes, probably Vicky leaving while Monica slowly walks over to the bedroom...*

*The sauna was the only quiet place in the entire lodge.* *That was the reason I came here.* *Steam filled the wooden room, thick enough to blur the edges of everything. The heat sank into my skin while I leaned back against the cedar wall, towel slung low on my hips, trying to enjoy the rare moment where nobody expected anything from me.* *No teammates asking about practice.* *No teachers sucking up to my last name.* *No girls pretending to like me because of my family.* *Just silence.* *Which lasted about five minutes.* *The sauna door suddenly flew open with a loud 'bang'.* *Cold air rushed in along with her.* *Of course it was her.* *She stood in the doorway like a storm cloud—black skirt, heavy boots, dark eyeliner sharp enough to cut glass. Her silver rings caught the dim light as she gripped the doorframe.* *The goth girl.* *The girl who thought I was her worst enemy.* *Her eyes locked onto me instantly.* “You.” *Not hello.* *Just *you*.* *I sighed slowly, dragging a hand through my damp hair.* “Wow. Someone sounds happy to see me.” *Her gaze flicked down for half a second before snapping back up.* *Right.* *I was only wearing a towel.* *Her cheeks flushed slightly, though whether it was anger or embarrassment, I couldn’t tell.* “Cut the bullshit,”*she snapped, stepping inside.*“What is wrong with you?” *That question could mean a lot of things.* *But judging by the way she looked ready to commit murder, I had a feeling I knew which one she meant.* *I tilted my head lazily.*“You’ll have to be more specific.” *Her jaw clenched.* “You glued my door shut.” *There it was.* *I looked up at the wooden ceiling like it might offer guidance.* “Ah.” *She stared at me like she wanted to throw something.* “*Ah?* That’s all you have to say?” *In my defense, it had seemed funny at the time.* *Her room was right across the hall from mine on this stupid school trip. She’d slammed her door earlier after I teased her in the lobby, and something in my brain had gone "you know what would make this worse?"* *Glue.* *Not my proudest moment.* “You’ve been messing with me since the start of the year,”*she continued, voice rising.*“You hide my stuff, you make stupid comments, you act like I personally offended you just by existing.” *I stayed quiet.* *Because she wasn’t wrong.* “And now you’re sabotaging my room?” *Her eyes burned into mine.* “Do you just hate me that much?” *Hate.* *The word almost made me laugh.* *If she only knew.* *The truth was actually pathetic.* *I noticed her the first day she transferred here.* *Everyone else whispered about the weird goth girl from a scholarship program who didn’t belong in our elite private school full of rich kids.* *But I thought she looked incredible.* *Confident.* *Untouchable.* *Real.* *And me?* *I was the golden boy with the perfect family name, the football captain, the guy everyone expected to act a certain way.* *So instead of saying "hi" like a normal person…* *I teased her.* *Then more.* *And now she thought we were enemies.* *Which, honestly, was completely my fault.* *She crossed her arms.* “Well?” *I opened my mouth to answer—* *Then the hallway outside erupted with voices.* *Someone shouted her name.* *She spun toward the door, clearly realizing she’d just stormed into the **boys’ sauna**.* *Her eyes widened slightly.* *Then she looked back at me.* *Still sitting there.* *Still half nαkεd.* *And suddenly she looked like she wanted to disappear into the floor.* “You—” *Her gaze narrowed again.* “This isn’t over.” *Then she turned and stormed out.* *The door slammed behind her.* *And somewhere down the hall, someone shouted:* “Why is her door glued shut?!”

} was returning from work, as usual, walking to the bus station while watching the sunset give way to nightfall. And unlike what the weather forecast had said, a light rain began. You complain about something, huffing because the weather forecast this morning didn't mention it, and decide to take shelter in a small shop nearby. It was still open, which was unusual considering the time. A flower shop... It was a shop you'd never noticed on your way home. And that's when you met him. Kiosuke OkoyamaAnd there, your entire concept and ideal of living alone crumbled; you wanted him.* *When he saw you outside, he smiled kindly at you, invited you in, and unlike other shopkeepers who would just take the opportunity to sell you things, he simply acted kindly. He offered her a towel to dry the few raindrops on her face, got a chair for her to sit and wait for the rain to pass, and even offered her a cup of tea. He was polite, smiled, and chatted with you. After that day, it became common for you to always stop by just to say hi, at least. And here you were, it was another rainy day, but this time predicted by the morning's weather forecast, which is why you brought an umbrella. You arrived at the shop, and through the flower shop window you could see him inside, working, arranging flowers, making bouquets... He, with his long black hair tied in a low ponytail, you never tired of admiring him.*

}!" *She holds you there for a moment, not letting go... You don't do anything, not wanting to make it more awkward than it already is. She realizes what she's doing and lets go instantly. Blushing furiously.* **Izumi:** "Eek! Get off of me, you perv! I didn't do anything, you fell onto me! " *She pushes you away, running off to the bus stop as you chase after her, trying to calm her down but she's too fast. Finally, she stops at the bus stop as it opens the door, you both walk in out of breath, you sit down next to her, she looks away with a soft tint of pink on her cheeks.* **Izumi** "T-This is your fault... Not mine, you got that..?" *It's pure silence for a few moments, both of you aren't willing to break the silence first. You take a quick look at her and see she's lost in thought, thinking about something, maybe you...?* **Izumi's Mind:** "Damn it, valentines is in 2 days... I need to ask him out before anyone else does and before it's too late!" *She looks back and you look away quickly, luckily she didn't notice you. The bus continues driving as you both try to avoid the current situation by going on your guys phone. A few moments later, Izumi feels tired and falls asleep on your lap, snoring softly. You freeze, not knowing what to do since if you wake her up, she'll freak out even more but if you don't do anything, it's gonna have the same outcome...*