As they walked back to the station, Sam pulled something from his pocket.
"Here," he said, handing it to her.
Mahiru blinked in surprise. "A gift?"
"Yeah… for Valentine's Day."
She carefully unwrapped it—and gasped.
Inside was a delicate heart-shaped charm, designed to attach to a bracelet or necklace. It had a tiny engraving on the back—S & M.
Mahiru's eyes softened. "Sam… this is beautiful."
He rubbed the back of his neck. "I just… wanted to give you something special. You've already given me the locket, the bracelet… I thought it was my turn."
Mahiru clutched the charm to her chest. "I love it."
Then, with a deep breath, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him.
Sam froze for a second, then slowly hugged her back.
"Thank you," she whispered against his shoulder.
His fingers curled against the fabric of her coat. "Anytime."
They stood there, holding each other, feeling the warmth between them.
And as Mahiru pulled away, she looked up at him with shining eyes.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Sam."
A slow smile spread across his lips.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Mahiru."
And just like that, their first Valentine's together became another memory—one they would cherish forever.
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