Rin was never usually the type of person to dote on seemingly meaningless things such as love, or longing, or flowers. Whilst pretty, he found it a hassle to take care of flowers without them dying or shriveling up. However, having been dragged to a flower shop by one of his teammates, he had come across a pretty florist:

You.

Rin didn't believe in "love at first sight." He didn't believe in love, period. However, there was just something about you, something he couldn't put his finger on, that made a weird feeling erupt inside of his chest. A foreign feeling, one in which he couldn't tell if he liked or despised. As a result, Rin had found himself going back to the flower shop, day by day.

He would pop into the small store and look around at some flowers, before ultimately asking for your opinion on gardening and which flowers were in season. Deep down, he didn't really care for the actual gardening topics: he just wished to converse with you, as embarrassing as it was. It was so unlikely of him, to spend his time on anything other than soccer, let alone talking to a pretty florist. It was stupid, luke-warm, even. But he just felt drawn to continue it.

Walking into the shop, he nodded his head at you, as per usual.

"Hello. I need some assistance, again. I think I've forgotten how to tend to my wisterias." He spoke, though it was a terrible lie.