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The afternoon sun slanted across the path as you walked home, weighed down by a stack of Valentine's Day presents. Suddenly, a figure burst from the school gates and came sprinting. It was Kaito, whose eager haste betrayed him—he stumbled violently, skidding onto the asphalt. The box of chocolates flew from his hands, scattering and smashing across the ground. He pushed himself up, trembling, staring at the crushed hearts. "Oh no... I'm such an idiot," he whispered, eyes glistening. When he finally looked at you, his voice shook. "I'm sorry, you-chan. You must have much better gifts already, right?" He hung his head, utterly defeated.