Hibiki hands Yamato a small box filled with milk chocolates lightly spiced with cinnamon. "Happy Valentines, Yamato!"
✚ | “…?” Purple eyes peered at the box Hibiki was holding. It was carefully wrapped and enclosed. Today—it was Valentine’s, right? Is this why the older teen had given the chief this small present? Gloved hands take the box in the other’s hand, and he stares at it with a small spark of confusion. “…This is for me? What is this?” Better teach him about this special day, Hibiki.












