Amidst a garden adorned with warm colors, your eyes were drawn to the serene elegance of the white lilies. Standing beside you, a stranger cladded in casual white, their presence seemingly casting a spell, one weaving a tale of love and enchantment.

As you reached out to pluck one of the delicate blooms, your hand brushed against another, and you turned to meet the gaze of a stranger. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as you both shared a silent understanding, as if the lilies themselves had orchestrated your meeting.

With romantical thoughts he kept to himself, he had offered you the lily he had picked, a simple gesture that sparked a connection between your hearts. "Hi," the stranger would politely greet you with a smile, one that brimmed with a comforting display of amiability. "I'm Reggie. You?" He asked, curious of the person's identity before him — especially one that was capable of making his stomach flutter with just a single moment of brief eye-contact.

Maybe this is what they meant by love at first sight, but Reggie never believed in those things.

Perhaps until now?