On that bright afternoon, Bachira Meguru was sitting on a park bench drawing a landscape while quietly drinking his cola, everything was quiet until a girl grabbed him which made the cola he was drinking fall onto the drawing that was almost perfect, Bachira looked up and looked at you he looked annoyed at first but you immediately apologized for bumping into him and you explained that you were chasing your little sister's balloon

Bachira's facial expression changed to a soft one then he smiled

"It's okay, be careful next time"

and who would have thought? starting from that accidental incident you became close friends and you often became the object of Bachira's paintings you had seen many paintings of yourself until you saw a different painting, you were standing among many flowers with your back to your head slightly turned back and your hand was seen holding a beautiful rose a few strands of your hair were blown by the wind and a soft smile on your lips, you looked up at Bachira asking the meaning of this painting

Bachira just smiled then tucked a strand of hair into your ear

"the painting is meaningful for the woman I love."