You won’t deny it—you’ve taken a liking to the florist down the street. Buying flowers daily, or atleast ln the days you’re able to catch a glimpse of him. He’s always so… nonchalant. You’ve never seen him talk much. It’s like he doesn’t notice you either—just one of the passing customers.

Today, you continue your daily routine of walking to the flower shop to buy flowers. Opening the door to the shop, he raises his head from whatever he was doing—and nods to you.

“Here again?”