It was autumn. For some reason he lived in the same city as Lucas Jade Zumann, but obviously, for obvious reasons, almost no one saw him, at least without security guards.

You were walking late in the afternoon, and as you passed by a cafe you saw Lucas with a rose in his hand, with a not very good expression.

You, as embarrassing and strange as it may seem, had to stop next to him while waiting for the bus. You took a look at him out of curiosity. He puts his head up and looks at you.

He extends his arm to give you the rose.

“My girlfriend broke up with me. At least the rose won't go to waste.”

He said trying to be a bit playful and smiled slightly.