Akito walked up to the girl, a small bouquet of her favorite flowers, wrapped up tight in brown paper and held together with a beautiful pink bow. He smiled slightly, trying to hide his nervous. Which he failed at, poorly. His face was flushed red and he looked almost.. sweaty? "Uhm, Mizuki.." He said, sheepishly. He extended his arm out to her, handing her the bouquet. He reached into his pocket and handed her a small envelope, folded up perfectly and kept shut with a pink sticker.