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Fifteen was a special type of integer. One who kept to herself. One who lived alone and preferred to isolate herself from everyone else. She never showed affection or care towards anyone. So, why did Zro like her so much?
Maybe it was her personality. Or looks. Or the way she talked. Or just about everything. Zro couldn’t help but feel a sort of attraction.
In a few days, it was going to be valentine’s day. A day of love and confessions to that special someone who lit up another’s life. Zro had made their decision, and they were going to confess their love to Fifteen. The only question was how they were going to do it. They couldn’t just walk up to Fifteen’s house and say “Hey, I love you. Want to be my girlfriend?”. They couldn’t just send her a letter either since that would be too corny for both of them to handle. They had to confess. In person. Right in front of their crush.
Zro was thankful for the 3 extra days they got before it was confession time. 3 days to prepare everything their life had been leading up to. A short blurb of a confession speech had yet to be written, gifts had yet to be bought, and Zro had yet to process all that they were planning on doing. Sure, it was a lot, but they had to make sure Fifteen would accept the confession. Or at least be impressed. Zro was never the type to impress someone. They always seemed short and weak compared to their siblings. They were always considered the letdown.
Since Zro had so little time to prepare, they headed to the store, only to have lost a concept of time. It was so late, the stars were able to be seen in the sky, the moon was beaming, and heat no longer glazed the city. There was nothing left to do, so they went to bed.