AN: Since it's Valentine's Day, I felt like making a story for the occasion literally last minute. Unlike my other story, it's not going to be long. Oh and if you haven't read it, I'm going to be using the same names into this one. Also a few references here and there.

Anyways, enjoy. Rest of the chapters will come on a later date.

"There has to be something here that would work..."

In a dimly lit room, a young maiden scrolls down through the text results of her web browser. It was obvious that this person was frustrated. It was evident by her furrowed eyebrows and the sound of her impatient tapping her fingernails onto the table.

She placed one hand on her cheek and lets out a sigh. "Just as I thought, these types of things are just way to embarrassing for me…"

Now you may ask yourself: just who exactly is this girl?

She wore a white tank top that accentuated her emerald colored eyes and a pair of navy pajamas to compliment it. Her coral brown hair was kept into a ponytail by a black scrunchie. The girl in question was none other than Monika Tachibana. From afar, she may seem like a normal person to the eyes of society. But normal is just an understatement.

As said by many who attend a certain high school, she was undoubtedly beautiful. Many have compared her to the afterglow of a setting sun, sitting behind the horizon of an ocean. Or to painted masterpiece created by a brilliant artist that could make anyone go crazy for. Her smooth and fair white skin, her captivating eyes, her warm smile that can melt even the coldest of hearts, and her smooth and silky hair all point to this.

But not only is she applauded for her beauty, but she is also praised for her accomplishments in her high school. Dokisai High School is nothing but prestigious. It was a school that had high expectations and is even considered to be one of the best in the prefecture.

Yet for this girl, it all seemed to be light work for her.

Not only is she one of the most athletic in her grade, but she is also one of the smartest. In her first year of attending Dokisai, she grew to power after becoming the star of the Debate Club. After her rise, everyone would soon know the name Monika Tachibana and her accomplishments.

But ultimately, she left in her second year. The reason? To get away from the politics and form a club of her own that suits her interests well.

In summary, she was the most desirable girl anyone would want. From looks to brains and brawn, she has it all. But how can a girl with this many accomplishments be so frustrated at 11 pm at night?

It was simple of course; it was the eve of Valentine's Day! The most anticipated day of the week!

Valentine's Day is a time where boys get restless and girls get excited. It was a day where girls all over Japan give their gifts of chocolate to their male friend, whether it be obligatory or something a bit more than that.

Of course, in this case, she wanted it to be in her words, "special" for a certain someone. If it wasn't, we wouldn't even have this story in the first place.

Monika was currently looking for the perfect way to give her Valentine's gift to her crush. But to no avail, she found none that suited her. She found many methods; putting the gift into their shoe locker, sneaking it in into their desk and the most common but most embarrassing one to her was giving it to him up front.

She blushed at the thought of it. The scenario itself was just way too embarrassing for her. Monika felt like she would die from it if she ever got caught.

But who was the target of her affection?

It must have been someone worthy of such beauty and accomplishments of her caliber. Someone who is able to stand on the same platform as her. Someone who is equally as powerful with their reputation in the student body.

But to this, it was none of the above and was someone you would least expect.

Too many of the students attending Dokisai, it would seem like there wasn't anything special about him.

(Well actually, he did have an interesting past. But that's for a different story.)

Sure, maybe to a few girls they may think of him as cute, but that's about it. It was like he was just there. Just another high school student trying to survive another day at school.

It was none other than her newest member of the Literature Club, Ryota Shujinkou. With a pair of amber eyes and messy brown hair, it really did seem like he was just your average student. Being the tallest member of the club (beating the second tallest by an inch at 5'6), he was brought in by her Vice President.

Besides being thrilled of gaining a new club member, Monika had originally thought nothing of him. Just a former classmate back when she was just in her first year.

But as time went on, she began to form feelings for him. At first, she didn't notice. But after spending time with him in and occasionally outside of the club, it was only then when she realized that her heart only beats faster around him.

Was it the kindness that he shows to the rest of his club members? His sense of humor which never failed to make her laugh? His sweet smile that in return makes herself smile unknowingly? The warmth in his eyes that eases the soul? Or was it that he started to treat her like a normal girl instead of a living Goddess after getting to know her? It was uncertain at the most.

Monika sighs once more as she shuts down her computer. She takes off her scrunchie, letting the curtains of her long brown hair down before heading towards the comfort of her bed.

Immediately she thinks of tomorrow. It was like Judgement Day for her. Just the thought of it was enough to make her face burn red once more. Quickly, she grabs her cat-shaped pillow to bury her face in and kicks her legs in embarrassment.

As her heart rate calms down, she lessened her grip and sighed. "I really hope that it will work out for me tomorrow…"

Turning around to the nightstand next to her, was her gift for him. It was a small plastic bag wrapped with a white ribbon. In it was the proof of her own hard work. After weeks of preparation and many failed attempts, she was able to make a batch of homemade balls of chocolate edible enough.

With a blush, she slowly takes the small plastic bag and puts it above her face as she lays down.

'Hopefully he likes it…' She thought. 'Should… should I confess to him tomorrow?'

The tempo of her heart starts to beat faster at the thought of a confession. It was the perfect day to do so she thought. She would only have to find a way to set it up without anyone finding out...

Then doubts had started to invade her mind. Thoughts of him rejecting her were enough to leave a sting directly in her heart. If green-eyed maiden did get rejected, she wouldn't know what to do. After all, it was her first crush she ever had on someone.

But both fortunately and unfortunately, she unknowingly loosened her grip on the small plastic bag. Her gift landing straight onto her forehead, leaving a light sting. It had caused her doubtful thoughts to finally dissipate.

"Ow…"