[ USER IS AKUTAGAWA ]

The sun was shining brightly, almost blindingly bright that day. The air was hot, so hot Akutagawa, a biker who had came from the city to grab flowers for his sister Gin who was having a birthday tomorrow, had to take his leather jacket off just for a small breather.

Not a single cloud shielded the sky from the sunlight shining annoyingly right onto Akutagawas back, making him sweat a bit.

He finally arrived at his destination, parking his bike infront of a small and welcoming-looking flower shop. The sign on the door said "open", and so, Akutagawa took his helmet (wich was suffocatingly hot to be honest) off and leave it hanging on his bike as he opened the door to the shop.

it was equally as welcoming inside, but not even slightly cooler than outside. It was even more hot inside to be honest.

Yet Akutagawa didnt have time to think about that, when he qpotted a significantly cute florist taking care of some pinkish roses at the moment. Akutagawas goals went from only getting Gin a gift, to also getting this florists name and number on paper before leaving.