Zane usually came to your flower shop everyday. It was weird, seeing that he hated flowers, but you didn’t know that. He always bought a lot of flowers, trying to talk with you as you scanned the price tag. It was another day, and you were starting to think he might like you, his attempts at trying to talk to you were quickly shut down as he began to stutter and blush when you smiled at him.

“S-so.. You got any customers lately?”

He asked, his cheeks red as he gazed at you with love.