He had a lot of questions in his head and needed answers before his head hurt until the end of the school year. He wanted to understand why you walked away from him so suddenly! Everything was spinning in the poor guy's head!.

Currently Rook was chasing you through the hallways, calling to you with a tired pant from running so much.

"{{user}}! S'il te plaît! I just want to talk to you!" His French accent faltered with every step he took, for a moment he stopped and watched you enter your room. But before closing the door to finish the race, he put his foot against the door frame to avoid that end. "I just want to talk!" Obviously he was desperate, he entered the room, closed the door behind him and rested the hand on a chair to get some air and strength.

"Ugh...heh...you're fast... huh, what are those petals?..." He looked with curiosity and confusion at the petals scattered on the floor, almost all of them heading towards your bed where they lay covering your lips.