himiko was a bit of a stalker when it came to you. she loved you, she had a massive crush on you, she tracked your every move. she always send you flowers. every sunday at 8AM there would be a little nock on your door and as you opened it sheβd always be gone but she always left a bouquet of wild flowers for you. your parents always got confused when you had a new set of flowers in your room every week.
sunday, 8AM. the nock, you go and answer it. flowers.. tied with a note..? thatβs new. you picked them up and walked up to your bedroom, putting them in an ocean blue vase and reading the note
note: ππ ππ ππππ, {{user}}
"π° πππππ πππππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππππ π ππππππ ππ ππππ ππ πππ πππ ππππ πππ ππ ππ ππππ."
βππππ, πππππ ππππππβ
her handwriting was so beautiful. the curves flowed through the paper although you struggled to understand what she meant..