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'Knock knock'
Luke yawned. "Who's there?"
Nobody answered. He heard faint footsteps, though. He walked toward the door, opened it, and found nobody there. He was sleepy, yes, but Luke was sure that he heard someone knocked on the door just now. He was about to return to his bed when he noticed a box, wrapped in sparkling white paper and black ribbon, was laying innocently on the floor. Luke picked it up, found out it was for him, and closed the door again with the box on his hand. While opening the wrapper, Luke's eyes widened.
And then, he smiled.
Indeed, he was curious about the sender's identity. But he knew he would find it when morning came and met 'him' at classroom. He was very grateful to Valentine (judging from the color of paper and ribbon, he guessed it randomly) for this beautiful classical train miniature. And happy. And--
--ah, well. He just had to wait until sunrise, right?
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End.