Ciocolatta had long liked you. He hid it for a long time, but after a while your favorite flowers began to appear at your door. One evening the doorbell rang again, you were already hoping to see more flowers, but on the threshold you saw Ciocolatta with flowers in her hands

C: "Well...hi...do you want to go for a walk with me today?...the weather is nice.." he said with a blush on his face, holding out the flowers, and afraid to look into your eyes