Happy belated Valentine's Day! (February 2009.)

I don't own KHR.

I don't hate Valentine's Day at all. (Can you hear the sarcasm in my voice?)

What's so nice about getting chocolate from girls you barely even know, I ask you? They crowd around your desk, make lovey-dovey faces at you, and when they squeal- God, I don't even want to think about that.

Girls are so shallow. They only like me because they think I'm 'gangster'. They probably don't even know my favourite colour. Actually, they probably do know since I've seen some of them lurking around where I live.

And girls aren't the only reason why I hate Valentine's Day. There's just one more reason.

Can you guess?

If you guessed the baseball idiot, ding, ding, ding, you are correct. Your prize? Nothing.

Words can't even describe how much I hate the baseball idiot.

He's annoying. Loud. He always has that idiotic grin plastered on his idiotic face.

And guess what he did today? If you didn't already know, he hugged me. That's right, he hugged me. Right after he gave the Tenth and I chocolate. It took all my willpower not to blow him up right then and there, since I was with the Tenth. I could feel my fists shaking with anger. As soon as I was far away enough from the Tenth, I chucked the stupid chocolate into the stupid garbage. Then I blew the garbage bin up, for good measure.

Anyway, the idiot had baseball practice after that, so he finally left. I took it upon myself to walk the Tenth home, and when I dropped him off at the gate, he handed me a box of chocolates.

I was so overjoyed! Imagine that- the Tenth- giving me chocolate! Then I realized that he had also given one to the baseball idiot. But no matter. HE STILL GAVE ME ONE! I SHALL TREASURE THIS STORE-BOUGHT BOX OF CHOCOLATE FOREVER, TENTH! EVEN IF IT GROWS MOULDY!

Before I could put my gratitude into words, someone shouted, "There he is!" and a mob of rabid fan girls jumped out of nowhere, all brandishing flowers and home-made sweets. I hurriedly said thank you and goodbye to the Tenth, then I started to run away from those chocolate-wielding monsters.

As I dodged several girls' attempts to hug me, all I could think about was the Tenth's chocolate.

As soon as I get home, I'm going to make a temple for it.

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