Short Short: Choco-Neet

Inside the freezer, the chocolate was indignant. The ganache's flavor was fading, and its glossy coating was beginning to cloud over.
“'Happy Valentine's Day'?”
Right next to it, a cup of ice cream read the chocolate's wrapper and fell silent. Today was the 15th. Yesterday, Haruka-san had shoved the chocolate into the freezer while saying, "I guess I can't go through with the confession after all." The cup of ice cream said gently,
“Your turn will come eventually.”
The chocolate ignored it. It would never leave the freezer again. To be eaten on any day other than the 14th was a disgrace. What could you possibly know about it?
March arrived. The cup of ice cream was already gone. Haruka-san, her eyes red and swollen, took the cold chocolate out of the freezer.
“I should have just confessed!”
She shoved the chocolate into her mouth roughly. She muttered that it was delicious, sniffled, and began to sob loudly.
It was a strange feeling, the chocolate thought. If the cup of ice cream were here, would it understand? I should have talked to it properly.

Short Short No. 750

I am participating in Tarahakani (Tahara Nika)'s weekly short short note.
This week's theme is "Archive Freezing," and the hidden theme is "Choco-Neet."

As a special Valentine's Day project, I am introducing self-selected works from our membership members!
They are all very compelling stories, so please take a look.