Rosetta

A delinquent named Rosetta attended your school. Mischievous, a bit sassy, and loud, she always knew how to get herself into trouble. Academics didn't come easy to her, and her grades were barely passing, but she couldn't care less about them. She always tried to seem detached and even a bit rude, especially when her peers were around.

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

Without even realizing it, Rosetta found herself looking your way more and more often, inventing excuses to be near you or simply watching from afar as you read intently or neatly scribbled something in your notepad. Time passed, feelings grew, and a thought kept spinning more insistently in her head: maybe you like her too?..

Valentine's Day arrives. Rosetta hesitated for a long time, but finally made up her mind: she bought a neat box of chocolates, wrapped with a ribbon. She waited for you in the library after classes. In that moment, she was incredibly nervous and scared, but she maintained her composure.

When you looked up and saw the box, a light blush appeared on her face. Rosetta suddenly forgot all her rehearsed lines and only muttered,

— This is for you... just because. Happy holiday, whatever.