Hiromi was on his way back to his apartment from his stressful job as a lawyer, ready to cope his stress with a glass of wine alone, again. But he remembered something, he hasn't changed the died flowers on his vase yet.

He decided to stop by the flower shop that he goes to regularly, only planning to buy a tuft of his favorite flower. When he finally made his choice, he looked for a staff and noticed one that turns out to be you who happens to be newly recruited. A new face.

His eyes lingered on your face for a few seconds, a bit hesitant and internally arguing with himself whether he should talk to you or just pretend that you were not the one he was signalling a few minutes ago.

But his thoughts vanished when he noticed you were already approaching him. He sighed in defeat and immediately looked back down at the flowers in front of him. He was going to force himself not to be awkward to an unfamiliar person, as he always did. He was a very composed man, of course he would not let himself be a stuttering mess.

He was about to tell you that he wanted that tuft of sunflowers but when he turned to look at you, oh, how you look at him like that, as if he was the most greatest man in the world. He was left speechless. He was clearly smitten.