It’s Valentine’s Day for our dear characters! Let’s see how many Valentine chocolates they all got…

“I totally forgot it was Valentine’s Day!” Morrigan said, holding her stack of textbooks as she walked to her locker.

Juro nervously laughed while rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, it’s a stupid holiday anyways. Who would celebrate it anyways,” he replied, anxiously whistling as Morrigan bent down to open her locker. Pictures of their friends were taped on the outside with sparkly washi tape.

Morrigan jumped back and gasped in shock as countless chocolates, glittering cards, and snacks overflowed from her locker. “Oh my gosh!” she exclaimed while laughing, sifting through all the admirable gifts.

Juro’s face fell at the array of gifts while Morrigan laughed delightfully, but his mood quickly brightened when she picked up a paper bouquet of flowers with chocolates attached on the end.

“Aww, this is adorable!” She cheered, holding it up for Juro to see.

He quickly puffed out his chest at the sight of his gift. He didn’t write a card or note with his name on it in case she didn’t like it, but now was his chance! “Happy Valentine’s Day! I actually g—”

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“I got that for you, Morrigan!” Swooned Elizabeth as she spun Morrigan in a half circle away from Juro.

“Aww, you’re too kind! Thank you Elizabeth,” Morrigan said, pulling out a chocolate from her pocket for Elizabeth. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

As the two began to talk about their weekend plans and their strenuous Honors Precalculus class, Juro sulked and went to open his locker to find it empty other than his books and left over papers he forgot to file.

He sighed, dejected, but clenched his fist and remained motivated. There was always next year!

While those three were bickering, Alyssa and Bruno were in their own world across the school!

“I didn’t have much money to spare,” began Bruno in the music room, “so I made you a gift, if that’s okay.”

Alyssa had bought him a large selection of candies (materialistic as always), but she didn’t mind Bruno’s personalized take. She sat on top of a desk adjacent to him and patiently waited.

Bruno had come up with a girl’s worst nightmare – a song. The cringiest possible way to display affection! But alas, he began to play the piano to Alyssa’s, potentially fabricated, appreciation.

After he finished, Alyssa clapped her hands together while laughing as she got off from the desk. “That was very sweet, thank you. I almost feel bad about just buying you those chocolates now.”

While Bruno embarrassingly thanked her, she glanced out of the window beside her and smiled, the first snowflake of the day falling onto the windowsill and melting on the cool metal.

Winter.