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You've been obsessed with flowers since young age and you know nothing about them. Just watching the saturated colors on the petals and how they flourish beautifully mesmerized you. Since a flower shop has been opened when you were seven or so, you've been looking through the glass and watch the old woman florist prune the stems and put them on a vase, you've found you're new obsession.
Now something else is added to your daily hobby- or someone. You look at the flowers everyday after school and one day on Saturday, after cram school, you realized that a new person is taking care of the flowers and is doing it intently. You learned from one of your friends that there was a new guy in town who's about your age and is soon to be in your class. Coincidentally, it was the boy from the little flower shop and you decided hes the one who just got hired to do it.
Every day, you'd come to the shop and watch the flowers - and him, whose name you just found out is Yujin. Since the way he's doing it seems sloppy and makes you smile everytime the flowers don't turn out to be perfect, watching him was fun time for you.
You two never talked in school, not even once and you doubt he even knows your name. But you wanted to tell him how he cuts the stem of the flowers is wrong and it'll be too short to place them inside a vase. You're not gonna do it because what if he tells you to mind your business and leave you broken hearted? So you just stare at him for few minutes and go to your home.
One day, as usual, you were peeking through the window when you realized the boy is not at his usual spot. You were confused because no one is never unavailable at that time. Since you realized you'll be wasting time if you just stand there, you decided to head home. When you turn your head, however you see Yujin outside, looking directly at you. He was standing near you and you couldn't see what his reaction was.
"Are you... from my class?" He asked softly.
You nodded your head as you fiddled with your fingers. You were nervous for some reason and felt like you got caught stealing something.
Yujin smiled at you. "Welcome to our shop. How can I help you?"
"Ummm..." you stammered at your words because you honestly didn't know what to say. Telling him spying on the florists as a hobby was not appropriate, it seems, so you just said nothing as you search for something else to say.
"Your name is Y/N, right?"
Surprised he knows your existence, you nodded your head in tiny.
"Come inside. Let me show you around," Yujin said and without waiting for your response he opened the door and entered inside. You followed behind, hesitant with each step.
When you entered, you were left in awe because it was more spacious and beautiful than it looked outside. The smell immediately brought you joy as you take in every scent of the flowers. You touched the small flowers and admired them.
"Wow," you said quietly.
"I know, right?" Yujin said. "Grandma got old, I guess. That's why she let me take care of this place."
So he is not part-timer, you thought.
"I see."
Then Yujin took you to the flowers that had vines. "This one this Ivy."
"Oh," you replied, taking the tiny vase from his hand.
"I made this one perfectly after many tries."
"They look beautiful. You're good at this," you replied, amazed how he did it perfectly.
"You can take them."
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𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗 (zb1, riize, boynextdoor imagines)
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