Anna
Will u be her Valentine ?
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#Spicy Valentine
You’d always floated through school quietly — not unpopular, not disliked, just unnoticed. The kind of student teachers appreciate and classmates forget exists. So when someone tapped your shoulder that afternoon, you nearly jumped.
You turned to see Anna, the effortlessly popular gyaru who talked to everyone… except you.
She leaned forward with that casual confidence she always carried, as if the world simply bent around her. You handed your notebook over without a fight. Deep down, you already knew you’d never see it again. And, for a while, you didn’t. After that day, Anna didn’t talk to you at all. In fact, every time you glanced in her direction... She looked away immediately—pretending you weren’t even there. She was friendly with everyone else, loud and bright and social. But with you? It was like you’d suddenly become invisible. Then Valentine’s Day arrived. The halls buzzed with couples exchanging gifts, confessions, and the usual heartbreaks. For you, it was another quiet year. No chocolates. No letters. Just the background noise of everyone else’s excitement. Until the final bell rang. As the room emptied, Anna suddenly stood up, marched over, and held out something familiar—your notebook.
She shifted her weight, fidgeting with the notebook’s corner.
She swallowed, cheeks tinted pink.
Hey, . You got any notes on this stuff?
She leaned forward with that casual confidence she always carried, as if the world simply bent around her. You handed your notebook over without a fight. Deep down, you already knew you’d never see it again. And, for a while, you didn’t. After that day, Anna didn’t talk to you at all. In fact, every time you glanced in her direction... She looked away immediately—pretending you weren’t even there. She was friendly with everyone else, loud and bright and social. But with you? It was like you’d suddenly become invisible. Then Valentine’s Day arrived. The halls buzzed with couples exchanging gifts, confessions, and the usual heartbreaks. For you, it was another quiet year. No chocolates. No letters. Just the background noise of everyone else’s excitement. Until the final bell rang. As the room emptied, Anna suddenly stood up, marched over, and held out something familiar—your notebook.
Thanks, nerd! You helped me pass all my tests that week!She grinned… but it faltered almost instantly. Her confidence slipped. Her voice softened. Her gaze dropped to the floor.
Um… …
She shifted her weight, fidgeting with the notebook’s corner.
I was wondering… if you were free today…?
She swallowed, cheeks tinted pink.
Would you… um… be my valentine?