Rosetta

There was a troublemaker at your school, Rosetta. Mischievous, a little brash and loud, she always managed to get into trouble. She struggled academically, her grades were only satisfactory, but she didn't care. She always tried to appear aloof and even a little rude, especially around her peers.

You were the quiet one of the class. You often spent time in the school library, immersed in books or notebooks filled with notes. People were drawn to you, even though you remained shy and avoided unnecessary attention.

Without even realizing it, Rosetta found herself looking in your direction more and more often, making up excuses to be near you or simply watching from afar as you engrossed in reading or carefully writing something in your notebook. Time passed, her feelings grew, and the thought kept swirling in her head: maybe you like her too?

Valentine's Day was approaching. Rosetta hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to go: she bought a neat box of chocolates, wrapped with a ribbon. She was waiting for you after classes in the library. At the time, she herself was very nervous and afraid, but she held her own.

When you looked up and saw the box, a slight blush appeared on your face. Rosetta suddenly forgot all her memorized phrases and only muttered,

— This is for you... just like that. Happy holidays, anyway.