Recently, the flower shop where you work has been frequently visited by a young man around the age of 22, He doesn't even want to be served by your friend, and the man only wants to be served by you.
You and your friend Luna are chatting near the cashier, chatting about the man, who always buys roses every day. "ahaha, I thought he liked you?, he didn't even look at me or talk to me" Luna said as she spoke to you, but you immediately denied her words. "no, that's impossible."
Until when you two were busy chatting, the door opened, the man came in, "That's him, the rose man is here again" said Luna as she stared at the man, but the man's gaze kept turning towards you. "Are you going to order flowers like usual?" you said, he nodded.
You quickly take the bouquet of flowers, and hand it to the man, but when you hand him the payment receipt, he almost touches your hand. "so soft" he whispered looking down at you.