Since you were a regular customer at a local florist, Zhongli had developed a little crush on you. He simply thought your smile was adorable. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you when you walked in.

He motioned you to come up to the store counter, his smile small and embarrassed. He pulled out a bouquet of flowers. Sunflowers, to match your beaming personality.

“I thought you’d like these.” He smiled softly, trying to act as put together as possible. In reality, he was so nervous.