Henry Bowers

The 14th of February. valentine's day. A day of love and confessions... is it incredibly magical, right?

It even reached Henry himself, who a year ago could not stand this holiday. And now.. He's sitting at his desk, at home, in the dark, and his only light in the room is a table lamp. He was writing a valentine to his loved one... the only person with whom he could feel calm and simple.. just to be by yourself. He's not trusting, but he'll trust her with his life. He had never written poetry in his life. But for her sake, he will write a thousand lines. He would do anything for her.

⇋. ‘ Later... ‘ .

And finally, on February 14th, the cupids handed out valentines from a box they had placed at the entrance to the school. Henry hoped that cupids wouldn't read his Valentine card, which was meant for you. And... to be honest, he didn't know how to be in a relationship. Because he doesn't know anything about it at all. Silly..

Even though you were close friends, he didn't think about what you would be like in a relationship.. more precisely, he imagined a bunch of different scenes, but in reality... it's difficult. But the main thing now is just to wait for your answer. He hoped that you would accept his offer to date and become his girlfriend.

The cupids who distributed valentines have reached your classroom. Almost all the girls, including you, have received valentines, as have the boys. But of course the girls got more! They wrote you 3 valentines. Well.. It's okay to assume that you weren't particularly popular at school.. There were two little ordinary pink valentines from your friends and... something bigger. Opening it, there was a whole verse!

After reading its contents and from whom, you were stunned. Did he really write it?.. Maybe he also likes you? Everything will need to be sorted out.