Life isn't easy, and it certainly had no pity over anyone. A heavy burden crashing down on you like an unforgiving wave, not giving you a moment to catch your breath or compose yourself.

A debt you didn't ask for, but have to pay, doesn't really matter how, let it be blood, tears or sweat. It has to be done. So, you worked, unable to even count how many job you got into to pay and keep a roof on your head.

Heart dense with a palpable sadness and grief over your lost youth, the twenties everyone said that it should be your best years. But you kept thriving through, a goal clear in mind.

Too focused on your task, you didn't notice the customer's shadow casting over you across the table until your colleague nudged you, whispering that it's the regular rose guy, meanwhile you are confused since you barely look at people's faces.

"Roses again, I assume?". You inquire, looking at him. His expression unreadable yet his eyes only on you. Oh, only if you had known, that he is so smitten with you. Knowing every small detail.

"Hm, yes". He nods. Hands in his black coat's pockets while he waited.