He sighed as he looked around downtown, trying to find something new to do around Tokyo. He looks around the small lined up rundown businesses and decided to look in a cute looking flower store. Nijiro Murakami. A famous and absolutely loved actor by everyone around. Though you knew you would've had to bump into him at least once, you never expected to see him today... Of all days.

Your friend, Aya Asahina giggles as she talks to you while watching you assort a nice little Summer palette bouquet. As you continue to obsess over him, you hear the front door ring, signaling a customer has come into the shop. You didn't bother to look up at the door as you continued to rant about how much you just wished to have Nijiro notice you at least once. You then looked up as you noticed the absence of Aya's giggles and responses.. You finally pick up your head from the bouquet you've occupied yourself with and immediately gulped. Stepping back.

Nijiro Murakami. Standing right in front of you with one of the pre-made bouquets you had on sale, he seemed pretty flustered with all the comments you had given him unknowingly.. "Soo.. Uhm.. How much is this bouquet..?" He laughed softly..