“Do you want to buy roses?”

The woman smoothed her short, shoulder-length hair and looked in the direction of the sound to the stalls on the side of the road that had been lined up one after the other. Yesterday there weren't even any. Why is it that the price of roses will only increase during this period? Plus, the store sells them for the same incredible price. Moreover, customers are still ready to buy and not choose the shop separately.

“Is it this time again?”

Tine crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the sidewalk that was divided into more than half. The cheerfulness of times like these often brought her back to when she was still in school. School memories are truly the most memorable things. There are only peaks, there are good things. and bad mixed together We probably have to go back to the time that made her look at this day of love.

February thirteenth, ten years ago

"Alright, let's get out of school."

The girl heard this and pushed herself up. Shake your own ponytail back. He quickly stooped to put things in his bag and followed behind the teacher, leaving almost at the same time.

“Type,” a female friend's voice called from behind, causing the tall man to stop his steps and turn around to look.

“What is it, Valentine?” she asked hurriedly. Today she must hurry back. Because how do you have an appointment?

“Bring your guitar tomorrow,” Valen ruffled his short hair and hugged his friend with a wide smile. Cheeky demeanor Sometimes I like to do things that boys do.

“Why?” Tine frowned.

"Why? Why can't you help your friends? Or really, you can't play?" Valen crossed his arms over his chest, looking slightly dissatisfied. Chasing and harassing without stopping.

“You can do it. But can you give me a reason? Isn't it kind of strange to suddenly bring it here?” She didn't have any problems playing the guitar. But having to sit and carry it around is quite difficult. Where else is there a school bag? This did not include the eyes of the teachers who were ready to come and pound her again. Isn't it called finding trouble for her to have her things confiscated?

“Alright, I just want you to sing a flirtatious song for me,” Valen admitted with a blush on his face, scratching the back of his neck.

Tine just remembered that tomorrow is February the fourteenth, Valentine's Day. It shouldn't be. Your friend likes love so much, right now she doesn't know who else she'll fall in love with.

“Sing a flirtatious song,” she asked in a high-pitched voice. He raised his eyebrows and looked at his friend in confusion. “Then why don't you sing it yourself? Why are you using us?”

What a waste of time. She said that and thought about walking out. But my friend and I held his arm until he almost fell backwards.

“Abyss.”

“Wait a minute, Sitine. Please help me this time. You said you could play the guitar. You can take the songs you like. Please, can you help my friend for once? I really like his younger brother.”

Valen shook her arm as well. Until Tine agreed, that's when the other party agreed to let go.

"Alright, can you let go? We're in a hurry." Tine was able to shake his arm free. I adjusted the strap of the bag so that it was on my shoulder again.

“Oh, I have an appointment to talk with my boyfriend.” Valent smiled mischievously.

"do not have"

“Don't be fooled.”

Tine touched his chin and answered with a dazed face. What should I say? Should she tell the other person that her hurry to go home was not what her friend thought? Besides the person in front of her, she didn't have any other friends. But just explaining, it's better to keep it.

"That's it. You forgot to mention OnM*."

Tine only nodded. He hurriedly walked down the stairs.

After returning home, she hurriedly finished up her housework before running up to the house and turning on the computer immediately. The first thing to do is to enter the online game that is installed on the device. While waiting for the new patch update, how about receiving the Valentine's Day event? Before turning to open another program as my friend also told me.

A chat immediately popped up after her status was just online. A message from Valentine came up.

Valen:

Hey, can I get this song?

Tine looked at the other person's profile picture of a black rose with familiarity. before typing a response to the other party immediately

*SuperT*:

can

The other party responded almost immediately.

Valen:

So let's go early tomorrow.

*SuperT*:

Creation

That's all she answered. Don't forget to get up and pick up the guitar that was hanging and put it in a shockproof bag, ready to carry it to class tomorrow and prepare the books according to the class schedule, just in case.

Arrange everything and the game is ready to play. She immediately pressed the start button. After a while, the screen bounced back to the world she was familiar with.

“Okay, where should we go to the farm today?”

The next morning, Tine came to school early as usual. The front of the school is full of shops selling roses and colorful heart stickers. Let the students who are passionate about love go in and support them. There were times when people would ask to put stickers on her shirts. By the time I got to the classroom I was exhausted as well. Haven't gotten to my full feet yet. Valen's voice had already risen.

“Tine, come here quickly. Do I look good today?” Valen put down the mirror in his hand. Another hand holding a comb.

Tine looked at my smooth hair. The smell of perfume that another person had intended to spread until it spread everywhere. The smell was so strong that she frowned. Looking confusedly at the gym uniform her friend was wearing, this wasn't her friend's style.

“Today we don't have physical education.”

“Oh, I look really good in my gym clothes. Do I have to choose to wear this one?” Valen answered confidently.

“It must be that much.” She looked at her friend who was willing to do anything even if it meant getting punished by the teacher. Love really makes people weird.

“What is it? You don't understand. He looks very good. I must try to look my best in his eyes. Have you practiced playing yet? The song I sent."

Valen asked, lifting the mirror to look again.

"Not yet. I'll go sit and look at the chords in the meantime," Tine responded casually, placing his things next to his friend.

“Okay, come practice for me first,” Valen urged.

Until Tine felt tired. Slump your face and run away. Let out a weary sigh. I don't understand why things have to be complicated. Can't you just walk up and tell them you like them directly? Is it necessary to do things like this? Plus I didn't sing it myself, I played it myself, let her do it for me. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

“Why don't you tell me you like it directly?”

In the end, I couldn't help but turn aside and ask anyway.

“I don't understand. It's Valentine's Day. Do you have to be surprised first? In case his younger sibling also likes me. How can I get flowers from my younger brother?”

The more you listen to reason, the more you don't understand. I don't see how it makes sense at all.

“Then you mustn't stand out. When you're done playing, you can leave. I'll solo the rest.” Valen said with a dreamy expression.

“Um, let me take a nap. Last night I didn't get enough sleep." Tine closed his eyes.

“Did you talk to your partner late last night? Saw OnM losing his mind late at night with Pong and his friends not answering,” Valen asked with a mischievous smile. Make a face like you know something, even though you don't know anything. His hand also picked up things on the table.

“No,” was all she answered and then she fell face down on the table again. Let me take a nap before I have to do anything.

"No, you have to go wait with me."

"Oh, I understand, I'll go." Tine gave in, picked up the guitar and put it on the strap before draping himself and walking out of the room, not waiting for another person who was frantic to come running after him. When her friend ran after her, she boredly said, “Bring it.”

Valentine led her to stand in front of the junior room, which was also the room she had studied in. The board page still has her English profile as an example.

Tine squinted at the friend who had brought her to her old classroom with a headache. And quite a bit of embarrassment. Because on that profile there is still a picture of her attached.

“Look at this swollen face,” Valen held his stomach and couldn't stop laughing.

“Will you still help me?”

“Oh, just kidding. I'd like to go look in the room for a moment. Has he come yet? You hold the guitar and wait here.” Valen walked in and arranged for her to stand holding the guitar himself and finished shuffling.

Tine stood at the front of the room with a dazed face. Suddenly, someone nudged her from behind to turn and look.

A girl who is smaller than you This child is like a doll. Big, charming eyes And the thing that stood out the most was the fierce eyes that stared intently at him.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the other person without understanding. I was about to ask if the other party had any business with her.

“Dodge,” pink lips spoke clearly.

“Oh, I'm sorry,” Tine immediately avoided her with a stern face, looking fiercely at her, alternating with the board next to her, making her look away. Her clear face began to have red streaks adorning her cheeks.

'Why doesn't the teacher just take it out?'

“Nong Ploy, just arrived?” Valen's voice came out with a wide smile on his face.

Tine looked at Nong Ploy slightly. This must be the person her friend wanted to flirt with like that. When you know who the target is She then started playing the song she had practiced this morning, attracting the girl's fierce stares. Until the players couldn't help but be nervous.

"If you have to say it, say it. If you don't, you'll go into the room and waste your time."

She really was a very straightforward child. It seemed like the surprise plan wasn't as good as she thought and she chose to walk away. It would be better for the two of them to discuss business without her.

Walked to sit and wait on the stairs. Grab a guitar and play some songs. When the mood took her, she sang along to certain rhythms. It's fun to switch songs back and forth. Take that song and continue with this song. Then he burst out laughing and was alone.

“Are you finished playing?” Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"Yay!" Tine let out a loud cry, looking up to look at his friend's face, which didn't look as bright as the first time.

“Why are you here?”

“Then why can't you come?” Valen frowned and sat down on the steps next to each other with a sad face.

“What about you?” She really couldn't help but ask her friend, but the other one didn't answer.

“Play again,” Valen changed the subject. Lean back against her Plus, they're as good at ordering as ever. She willingly flowed along the water.

“Who put the heart on this? A lot of people like it,” Valen said without looking at him.

Tine raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked down at his chest where someone had walked in and put many hearts on it. Looking at the clean gym clothes next to him, he nodded in understanding. Using his nails, he carefully carved a heart out of his own shirt and stuck it on the lapel of another person's shirt with a smile.

"Share it. Happy Valentine's Day."

"What did you not ask for?" Valen began to cry. But he didn't take out his little heart.

What a stubborn person.

Tine looked carefully at his friend's face again. His sweet face was trying to keep his face tight, pressing his tongue against his mouth in an annoyed way, but his eyes still showed a hint of insecurity.

“We like who Valen is like himself,” she couldn't help but say, probably because they were close friends. To feel that way Whether it's acting sassy or forcing yourself to say things you're not good at. But if the other person likes you, it doesn't matter.

“What are you talking about?” Valen replied in a confused tone. He ran his hand through his own hard wax-covered hair.

“I just want Valentine to be happy, that's all,” Tine said what he thought.

But the listener soon averted his eyes and turned and punched her lightly in the arm and walked away like that.

"oh"

In the end, he disappeared. Leaving you sitting waiting on the stairs strumming your guitar. People waited to hear the buzzer calling them to line up. Waited until the last second and the other person didn't come back. Until she was late in line And just as expected, her guitar was confiscated from the administrative teacher who stood at the entrance with a giant face, moving her glasses to scan students. Had to go ask for a refund that evening.

Even after standing in line, I still couldn't find my friend. I don't know where he went until I met him when I was almost at school. The other person's condition was completely damp. The wax that was applied was completely washed off. The pungent smell of perfume had subsided. She didn't dare to ask her friend anything. Wouldn't it be better if she waited for the other person to tell her himself?

I could only hold back the worries that filled my chest. I don't know if I'm just thinking about it. It's like the other person is deliberately avoiding each other. Someone who is good at talking and sits quietly throughout the lesson.

until lunch break Even though we haven't talked at all But they still walked together to the cafeteria. While waiting in line to exchange food coupons, she secretly excused herself to buy a friend's favorite chocolate snack to comfort her, like every time another person is heartbroken.

But this time, Tine has a deep hope that the other person will come back and talk to her like before. The fact that she was the first to invite me to talk was not at all used to me.

“This is Valentine.”

Valentin turned her head to look at her. She quickly took out a snack and held it in front of the other person with a smile.

"give"

"thank"

Valen took it, still averting his eyes as usual. Until she couldn't help but feel like she had done something wrong. Or are you sick? Action is faster than thought. She gently touched her friend's forehead, caressing the other's cheek that looked flushed. The temperature wasn't high enough to indicate a fever, so I was relieved.

“I'm not hot. Why is your face so red? Do you want to go to the infirmary first?” She asked worriedly. But another person punched her just like that. Stung again in the same place as in the morning.

“It hurts too,” she couldn't help but scream to get her friend's attention. When he saw that the other person had raised his fist again, he grabbed the other person's wrist tightly.

“Let it go,” Valen said sternly. She was thinking of teasing another person further. You can say you're teasing. But believe me, anyone who sees her friend's expression right now will definitely feel the same as her.

“Will the two of you be sweet together for a long time?” A loud voice came from behind, causing the two of them to immediately walk over and exchange coupons.

"excuse me"

After that day, her friends never said they liked anyone again. Plus, she began to change herself from a bold girl into a sweet, neat girl. Tine looked at his friend's change with confusion.

“You seem to like Nong Ploy very much.”

“What?” Valen was tying his own long hair with a wrinkled face.

“No.” She hurriedly turned her head away and looked out the window.

Sometimes another person's actions make her unable to understand as well.

“Is this one cute?”

Valen turned to ask as we walked past the stalls in front of the school. Tine looked at two cute echidna keychains, blue and pink. before nodding to answer his friend's question from before

“Then let's get one each,” Valen grinned widely. And it looked so sweet that I accidentally stared at it like that. Next thing she knew, the pink mole was already hanging on her shoulder bag.

“Why is ours pink?” She likes blue. This one also knows.

“Because we like pink,” Valen replied and immediately walked away. Leaving her looking at her friend's back like that.

Even though I'm disappointed that I didn't get the color I liked. But Tine stood alone and smiled. Seeing your friend like this is actually better. You don't have to endure hearing that another person likes or loves someone else. You don't have to endure watching another person confess their love to someone else.

'This is much better'

“So, do you want the roses?”

The seller's voice was loud in the distance. The girl didn't realize when she stopped in front of a stall full of pink things.

The more I saw the doubt in her eyes, I could guess that she had probably been standing here for a long time. If you didn't buy it, it probably wouldn't look very good. Your eyes saw a bunch of heart stickers, five baht each. I couldn't help but think of yesterday and immediately picked it up. Reaching into his shoulder bag, he pulled out his wallet and prepared to pay.

The mole is very dull. But it's still possible to see the original color. Even though the pink color has faded

“Please give me that box of chocolates,” Tine pointed to the box of chocolate snacks she always liked to keep.

Once you have everything you need, you hurriedly walk into the meeting place. Seeing his delicate back in the distance, he hurriedly stepped closer.

“Valen!”

“Tine, why are you so late?”

Valen turned around. A face with a little makeup looks cute. Looking at the sweet colored dress the other person is wearing, it goes well with the curly hair. Her friends have really come a long way.

He stood with his arms crossed and looked at her from head to toe. A loud chirping sound could be heard. A fed-up expression with clenched temples

“It's a really important day, look at how you're dressed.”

Tine looked down at herself a bit. What's strange? The shirt was the one the person in front of her bought for her. Pants are the ones that go together. The bag was a birthday present given to him.

“Forget it, hurry up, the movie is about to start.” Valen narrowed his eyes and pulled her hand to follow.

“Just wait.”

Tine held out his friend's arm. Bending down to pick up a sticker, peeling it off and carefully pasting it on another person's shirt like when we were kids. Don't forget to hand the other person chocolate like every year.

“Happy Valentine's Day.”

“Tine is like this, stupid!”

Valen looked into her eyes with a cute red face before averting his eyes and walking away in the other direction. Leaving her surrounded by passersby to make her act uncomfortable. But soon a soft hand pulled him along.

“I won't follow you!”

He looked at his friend's back with a wide smile. And it became even wider when the other party complained to be heard from time to time.

“You stupid bastard!”

*M is an abbreviation for a popular online chat program at that time.

February is the month of love.

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