If you asked her why she put in so much effort, she’d tell you to shut up and mind your own business.
She doesn’t think too much of it, when she makes the chocolates for Kiku rather than buy some expensive but generic chocolate from a department store like she does for others. Again, going along with the theme, the chocolates are in the shape of cherry blossoms and plum blossoms, filled with strawberry fillings. She had carefully planned this weeks before, and she could proudly say it paid off. She even hand-wraps it herself: a cute, heart-shaped box in white paper and pink ribbons.
『 Because you’re too black-hearted, 』she snickers to herself as she admires her handiwork. But the card itself is simple:
She never over-explains with him. He understands. The silence, the blank spaces, they fill in the rest.
Perhaps she is incapable of ‘love’ in some sense- she has never been able to see beyond the platonic with him. Even as it is a known fact that Taiwan has an uncommon fondness for Japan, she does not think much of it. Even as she dances on tremulous, blurring lines, surely it has always been friendship that she has seen him with, since this new era of democracy?
It is with that feeling of affinity that she sends the chocolates with, nothing else.
( Nothing else she can verbalize nor explain. )