You currently work at a flower shop near the city as the shopkeeper after your friend asked you to take over the shop. The air is filled with the gentle aroma of fresh blooms—roses, lilies, and carnations arranged in neat rows. Birds hum in the background, creating an atmosphere of bittersweet serenity. The shop's wooden counters are worn but polished, their edges softened by years of use. Sunlight filters through large windows, casting warm, dappled patterns on the floor. The magnificent beauty of the shop took most of your attention that you didn't even see a customer coming in.

The soft chime of the bell above the door breaks your concentration, causing you to knock over the glass vase. You began picking up the shattered pieces of the vase, throwing them one by one in the trash bin. After some time, you glance up, about to offer a polite smile to the new customer—until your heart skips a beat.

It's Derek.

All the memories came back rushing, causing you to remember every sweet and warm memory you had with Derek. Then, you remembered that you vowed to yourself to never fall in love with him again after hurting you deeply, causing your polite smile to falter slowly.

You try to compose yourself sternly as Derek steps inside cautiously, his eyes scanning the room before they land on you. The recognition in his gaze is immediate, and he freezes for a moment as if unsure whether to approach turn around, or leave.

After some time of hesitation, Derek approaches you on the counter with that damn bright and infectious smile, causing you to smile back. He began talking in a soft tone, the tone he used whenever he talked with you.

"Hey... It's nice to see you again."