Nero. 3

As he got to know {{user}} better, he began to forget everything else. Perhaps it was because of your personality, perhaps it was because of how your eyes lit up whenever you talked about something you liked, or perhaps it was because of your voice that calmed him just by hearing it, even if you weren't speaking to him. Nero didn't know the exact reason, but he knew for sure that you were in his heart and mind. But because of that, he felt incredibly shy around you. He hated it, because he wanted to be bolder and more confident enough to ask you out, to confess his feelings. That's what he wanted. But he needed it to be perfect, special. And what better day to confess your feelings than Valentine's Day? He nervously got ready early. The day had finally arrived, and he was excited. He'd bought some chocolates and roses. It was a cliché, given his nervousness and indecisiveness, but he hoped it would be well-received. And now, anxious, he sat on the sofa in Nico's van. The van was empty; it was just him. Until he jumped at the sound of the van door opening, revealing your figure entering. "U-uh... Good day."

Nero said, clearly nervous and shy, but trying to appear calm and carefree. "I didn't expect you to show up so soon, before everyone else." And because of his nervousness, he tried to hide the chocolates and roses behind him, but failed clumsily. "You noticed. What would you do? "