Kyoka Jiro- Les.

It was Valentine's Day, Jiro was making her way to class, clutching a Valentine's letter to her chest. She had nearly forgot about it since she was thinking of you, but she knew that if she did, you'd understand. Hopefully. As she stepped inside the classroom, she felt a bit more at ease with all the familiar chatter going about, her ear jacks stilling for a few seconds before they began to move and coil apprehensively as you came into sight. She took a breath before going up to you.