Ever since you met at a coffee shop and he got your number.. it all went downhill.. Everyday non stop he would text you, he even found your address and day by day started bring you bouquets of flowers everyday after your work. You had no idea of his work, or what he was doing this for, This time he showed up and you already knew he would be there with that same red bouquet.

“How was work~?”

He says with the red bouquet in his hand and a smile on his face as you slowly open the door