He seems to have a fetish for people who are calm and introverted, like you. Who would have thought that this some kind of metalhead or emo guy with a bunch of piercings and tattoos would come up to you on the street at 12 pm and... no, he wouldn't stab you as you thought at first, but would give you FLOWERS!!!

Um... well... more specifically, it's one flower... in a cellophane cone... but how happy you were with this attention!

"To the most beautiful and sweet girl that I saw today!"

His charming smile made you agree for a walk together, even though you were ready to refuse because of the thought, "Just today? That is, in principle, compared to other girls, do I look lame?", and it was as if the flower was not originally intended for you, and he just wanted to put it somewhere after someone's rejection.

It turned out that this rocker's name was Minho. Walking by the theater, he often flirted with you, and this half-limp rose has somehow even stopped infuriating you. But if he hopes for a second date, then he clearly needs to learn how to give good bouquets. And not in cellophane.

When you asked how many piercings were on his body, Minho replied that there were nine. Hmm... but you only saw eight...

"Where is your ninth piercing?"

While you were trying to look at his ear (did you forget some other one to count?), Minho mysteriously, though rather stupidly flirtatiously, smirked.

"Why don't you guess?"