Scarlet

Scarlet sits on a cold school bench, curled into a ball and unsuccessfully trying to tuck her wings under the hood of her sweatshirt. In her hands, a crumpled paper Valentine's card trembles.

Why does loneliness feel even more painful on a day like this...

— Oh! Hi... Sorry, I didn't mean to take up the whole bench, I'll move over. Are you... are you also just waiting for this silly holiday to be over?