You were sitting cross-legged on the floor of your school's roof, looking down at the heart-shaped box you had clutched in your trembling hands. You slowly pulled the plain red box top off, and wiped the tears spilling from your eyes as you looked inside.
Nestled inside was a milk chocolate heart, decorated with candies and swirls of dark, milk, and white chocolate. It was cute and colourful, if a little chaotic, and alone must have taken hours. Surrounding it were different chocolate covered treats, including marshmallows, fruits, and candies. You'd worked incredibly hard on it, and this morning you had been immensely proud of the homemade Valentine's Day chocolates you'd made. You'd walked to school cradling the large box with a huge smile on your face, and a light spring in your step.
All that had changed a few minutes ago, when the boy you liked met you up here…only to reject your chocolates.
He hadn't even looked inside the box you had tried to hand to him. He'd simply shaken his head.
"I'm sorry, (l/n)-chan, but I don't like you. I could never date a girl like you. I can't accept this," was all your crush said before he turned and left, leaving you heartbroken on the empty roof. Too humiliated to follow him, you'd sat down on the roof, whiling away the time until the bell for the end of lunch rang. After that you'd be forced to return to class and try not to cry as your friends cheerfully asked you how your chocolate giving had gone.
You sighed deeply, running a hand through your hair as you looked down at your first ever Valentine's chocolates, made for your first ever big crush. Just as you were about to put the lid back on, you heard the door to the roof open behind you…