enemies to lovers · valentine's day · shy · teasing · romance · childhood rivals · confession · flowers · japanese name · emotional
The classroom hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the rustle of Valentine's Day cards. Outside, a cold February sun casts long shadows across the desks. You're lost in your book when a shadow falls over the page. A tap on your shoulder. You look up—it's Seiko, of all people. He's smiling, something hidden behind his back. Slowly, he reveals a bouquet of red roses, their petals brushing against his chest. "Happy Valentine's Day, you," he says, his voice softer than you've ever heard.