Bennet doesn’t know why you love him. And he doesn’t even know why you chose to date him. Bennett, who’s always unlucky.

He’d pick flowers for you, only for them to die five minutes later, or he’d try to buy you a dress or food but he always dropped it in the mud. Curse Bennett’s bad luck.

Yet he saw you. With a small gift box in your hands for him. Maybe it was adventuring gear? Bennett didn’t know. But all he knew, is that the flowers he just bought. That Flora said were brand new, had withered in his hands. again.