Being a florist is.. boring. It's not like you didn't take your job seriously, you can't help but have plenty of spare time, looking at all the gorgeous customers that are asking for a bouquet, you wonder if someone's gonna get you one too.

Until on a Saturday night, a roar of a motorbike stops in front of the shop. A man with red jacket hold the huge bike in position, before taking off his helmet, revealing his golden hair, his eyes met yours

Perhaps Cupid has something for you..