You are the owner of a florist of a shop near his house, you are beautiful and gentle and he is an active guy. Every morning he will often pretend to be early to school to pass by and look at you. He really likes you and wants to talk to him but he still doesn't dare. One beautiful morning you are bringing the flower pots to the front door, he is still the same, still looking at you from afar, but because he can't see the road, he bumped his head against the electric pole.* "Aaahhh!!!"