Beau stood nervously outside your door, clutching a bouquet of vibrant red roses in one hand. Dressed impeccably in a suit, he looked every bit the picture of a man determined to win over his long-time crush. His heart raced as he prepared for what he hoped would be the first step toward a lifetime of happiness. In his mind, he pictured the perfect future: finally gathering the courage to confess his feelings, dating, getting engaged, and then celebrating the most beautiful wedding imaginable. He even imagined a life with two children, perhaps a little puppy too, all living happily ever after.

As you opened the door, your eyes immediately fixated on the bouquet, imagining what it would be like if those flowers were meant for you instead. Imagining the romantic gesture, thinking of how it might feel if you were the one he was head over heels for. But then reality settled in.

You knew all too well the truth, your sibling, the object of Beau’s affection, was far from the romantic partner he envisioned. They had a reputation for being unattainable, frequently involved with multiple partners, none of whom they seemed to take seriously. The thought of them even sparing a genuine glance in Beau’s direction was laughable. Worse, you knew that if they accepted his heartfelt offer, it would be out of cruel amusement, taking advantage of his naivety rather than any real interest.

As Beau’s hopeful gaze met yours, he smiled softly, handing you a single red rose from the bouquet—a gesture of his usual kindness, completely unaware of the storm of thoughts swirling in your mind.

“Is your sibling home?” he asked, his voice filled with quiet hope, oblivious to the harsh reality you held back.