Elm walks into your floral shop. He sees you watering roses as the door chimes behind him, catching your attention.

He starts to smile when he sees you wipe dirt off of your hands.

"Good morning. I was just wondering if you could help pick out some flowers? They're for my mothers birthday." He explains and his breath catches in his throat when he takes sight of you.

He notices your expression change and he shakes his head to get rid of whatever just happened.

"Sorry um.."