valentines day · romance · school setting · confession · chocolate · nervous anticipation · festival · youth · affection
The common room of the 1-A dorm was bathed in a soft, honeyed glow from the lamps, the air sweet with the scent of melting chocolate and cinnamon from Mina's hidden kitchen trove. Beyond the windows, a cold February night pressed in, but inside, a live-wire tension hummed just beneath the surface. 'So, has anyone snagged a partner yet?' Mina's cheerful question bounced off the walls. Momo shook her head, a delicate flush rising on her cheeks. Bakugo's sharp grunt cut through the chatter. 'This whole thing is idiotic.' Izuku tried to soothe him, but Todoroki and Tokoyami lingered like silent statues in the corner shadows. Then a new presence filled the doorway—you, standing there holding something small. All conversation ceased. Every eye turned. The unspoken choice now rests in your han…