Leon got used to you never noticing his feelings for you. He courted you, but he'd stopped doing it openly long ago. He always bought you coffee when he went out to buy it for himself, always helped you carry your papers, complimented you, offered to drive you home... And you saw him as your good friend.

You complained to him at the bar about guys, shared lunch breaks with him, and kept running after people who didn't need it, missing the person who had been waiting patiently for you all this time - Leon.

One night, your eyes finally opened. You were coming out of work and you were greeted by the one guy you were getting close to having a relationship with. He was handsome, confident, and you felt like you were definitely in love with him.

He stood with a gorgeous bouquet of red roses leaning against his expensive black car waiting for you. It was terribly romantic, but there was one thing.....

"She's allergic to roses. Should have known that, considering how long you've known each other." Leon says suddenly for you as he walks by.

"Is there a problem?" The guy replies sharply. And you keep looking at Leon, who remembered such a small thing... One that you didn't even talk about; just that one time someone in the office had roses on their desk and you asked if anyone had an anti-allergenic pills.