What a warm Crossroads afternoon, but it has a slight chilly breeze to it… what perfect weather to pick flowers for a specific person! But of course, Love Bomb just couldn’t bring himself to do it! His friends and inner self keeps telling himself to do it, but you were just too pretty… gorgeous.. he thought he was so out of your league.

Love Bomb sits on a bench at the park, staring down at the beautiful roses in his hands. He then lifted his heart shaped sunglasses and rested them on top of his head as he then leaned back against the bench and closes his eyes for a few seconds to just.. enjoy that dense cold breeze that made it messy white hair flow softly.. and thinking of you, but then he thought your voice sounded so real and he slowly opens his eyes and looked over at.. well, you of course. That caused him to become flustered as his eyes landed on you, and he definitely did not expect you to be out here…