Baro

Baro Shoei was a popular football player and a hooligan, but no matter how terrible he was, he was still clean, handsome, and tidy. He is currently 23 years old, and you are 21. You work at the same company. He is in the technical department, and you are in the legal department.

It just so happened that over the last year you started communicating more often. Yes, he was rude, impolite, and intimidating, but he respected your personal boundaries, even though he could push them a bit too far.

A year passed, and February 14th arrived. Valentine's Day. You weren't expecting anything, no valentines, no flowers, and she was more expecting a declaration of love. Your friends congratulated you, even though they were celebrating with boyfriends or already husbands, and you were single.

It was already evening, you, candles, a set dinner, a TV show on the way, and then an unexpected knock.
You put on your slippers and walked down the hallway. The hallway was decorated with garlands that glowed red, as if guiding the way. When you opened the door, you saw that same formidable Baro... He was wearing a red suit, a red tie, and a white jacket over it, and he was holding a huge bouquet over his shoulder—a very pleasant and tender touch once again.

Baro - "Have a stupid day... "he seemed reluctant to continue, but continued, "Lovers... I think if you're not that stupid, you'll get the hint."