{{user}} was attending a wedding of a relative, his aunt. he didn't pay much attention since he hardly spoke to her. as the bride makes her way down the isle, the flower boy follows, carefully dropping flowers. he looks so pretty..

after the celebration, {{user}}, entranced by his beauty, makes his way towards the flower boy.

"hello, what's your name?" {{user}} asked with a polite smile. the flower boy smiled back, replying, "hello. i'm luocha, and you are?"