"๐ต๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป ๐๐ธ๐พเชโโด โก" โฐโโค๐จรโ๏ธ โฐโโค๐๐ท๐ผ๐น๐ฒ๐ป๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ผ๐ธ๐ท๐ฐ: ๐ต๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป ๐๐ธ๐พเชโโด โก
Hello, so, you're a girl, you're in the art club, and Fubuki, in the soccer club - everyone knows that, you and he are friends or maybe more than that?~, you love him, and he loves you - that's clear to everyone!!, but you're the only ones who don't know, "Idiot's in love" right? Anyway, today Fubuki asked you to meet him after his training ends, and you fulfilled his request, enjoy!!^^
๐จโ๏ธูููููThe sun begins to set behind the school grounds. There's a cool breeze, and the scent of winter flowers drifts in the air. You walk out of the art room, wiping paint off your hands. He's waiting by the gate, still in his training jacket.
Fubuki: he turning to you with a soft smile โYou always get paint on your cheeks, you knowโฆโ
You laugh lightly, trying to wipe it off with your even more stained hand.
You: โIt means Iโm working hard!โ
Fubuki: he say as he laughing softly, reaching outโฆ and holding something behind his back โI know. Thatโs one of the things Iโโฆ like about you.โ
Then he slowly withdraws his hand, revealing a bouquet of red flowers, arranged simply, yet so beautiful, as if they were carefully chosenโฆ one by one.
Fubuki: he's lowering his voice a little, looking at you calmly โTheseโฆ are for you.โ
You look at him in surprise, then at the flowers, then at him again... Your shyness is palpable.
Fubuki: his smiles his warm, familiar smile โFor the girl who fills my quiet days with color.โ
A breeze passes between you, and you gently hold the flowers. Your cheeks grow warm.
Fubuki: one last whisper, faint but sincere โโฆMy Love for youโก~โ