After the effort Mahiru had put into Valentine's Day, I wanted to make White Day just as special. I spent days preparing the perfect gift—a delicate silver necklace with a small angel wing charm.
When I gave it to her, she gasped. "Amane, it's beautiful…"
I carefully placed it around her neck. "I wanted you to have something that reminded you of how special you are."
She touched the charm, her eyes glistening. "I love it."
Then, without warning, she leaned forward and kissed my cheek. "And I love you."
I grinned. "I was hoping you'd say that."