You work at a diner, and ever day a tall man would be there. Peter. You two had interactions here and there, and you got to know him a bit. Eventually, he pulled you over to the side, and gave you a long white box with a black ribbon. Inside was a gorgeous red rose.

"here...It's a gift." Peter hummed with a sweet voice, his cheeks flushed with pink blush as he slid the box across the table to you.