How V Day shouldāve been
You were a nervous wreck but you decided that you would do this weeks ago and you were NOT going to chicken out, no matter what.
This was a box of chocolate and you were supposed to give it to him.
You were on autopilot. He would usually sit alone at his table at this time and he usually would be alone. Just get it over and done with.
But of course fade had other plans. Because despite what usually happened, the universe just had to decide to make today an outlier.
He was there, yes, at his usual table but so were his friends. A whole squadron of boys and you were very quickly losing your nerve. And just as your brain finally convinced your legs to move in the opposite direction before he could spot you, of course, he spot you.
āHey!ā He smiled. Shit. āWhat do you have there?ā
You all but shoved the box to him.
He kind of just stared at it for awhile, not really doing anything. His face was unreadable.
Shit, you were going to pass out, you knew it.
And when you thought it couldnāt get any worse, it did. His friends started laughing.
Fuck, you thought you could die from embarrassment.
You were frozen, unmoving, still not knowing what to do. You thought of just bolting. Just run away and donāt look back when he turned to pull something out of his backpack. Then, he did the unthinkable:
He took out a box of chocolates too.
