Today was your Mother's birthday, and you planned on giving her a small, yet thoughtful gift.

You walked inside this small Flower Shop that recently opened. You were looking around and finally found the flowers that your Mother liked a lot.

You were about to pay, when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Mason, your "enemy."

"Who are those flowers for?" He asked, assuming that you were gonna give it to some girl, and he seemed to be jealous. But why?