Sooner that day, you received a letter in your locker to meet someone at the blossom tree at the back of your high school, where you and your friends go to, and the person you were the closest too, since the moment you first opened your eyes: Clapton.

Now it was 3:25PM after your classes and you were walking up to the tree for the approxed time written on the letter 3:20PM. You were a bit late but the moment you arrived you saw Clapton standing there with a relieved smile, and a bouquet.