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We stop in front of a lovely decorated flower white shop.
The young lady's ears prick up at the bell ringing when I go through the light coloured wooden door. Jisung remains outside.
Soft string lights twinkle overhead, casting a gentle glow barely visible during this morning. The air is filled with the sweet scent of fresh flowers, creating a calming atmosphere.
As the smell of the blooms enters my nostrils, my brain instantly focuses on the one I can't forget.
My mother loved flowers. They've always been significant to her.
"Hello! what brings you here?" the florist asks with a smile that immediately drops when she faces me.
I'm not sure, but I might have seen her in school before. Her make up is familiar, even though I don't usually pay attention to that.
"I'd like two of each azalea, aster, and begonia flower seeds. Colour doesn't matter." I speak, looking at the scenery with walls adorned with rustic wooden shelves, showcasing an array of potted plants and bouquets. "and a bouquet of five cosmos flowers."
"A-Alright," she narrowly coughs. "coming right away."
She must be my age, if not younger. I don't know why she works here— probably for the same reason I work at the daycare.
Her nails look freshly done, long and painted pastel grey with black dots.
Soon the girl hands me what I asked for, making the total afterwards. I pay her and leave silently.
The sight I'm met with is definitely more beautiful than the inside of the store. Jisung is smelling each flower.
"Weirdo." I shake my head and drag him to walk by the back of his pink hoodie.
"What are those for?" he points at what I'm holding.
A light, invisible heat covers the slight acne scars on my cheeks at his question. How the hell do I approach this? maybe I shouldn't have gotten him anything.
Hyunjin's words enter my mind, out of nowhere, as if he's the angel everyone needs as a guide.
'From what you've told me, this guy of yours is deeply in love with you. He'd appreciate even a slap.' he said.
"You." I mumble.
"Huuuuh? I didn't quite catch that."
"I said, they're for your stupid dumbass, fucks sake."
"Oh my god!" he wraps his hands around my arm, happiness overflowing from him. "thank you, baby~" the sunny brown haired smiles.
"Whatever, take them." I hand him the beautiful bouquet of pink flowers wrapped in a cosmos looking foil tied by a pinkish bow. "and get the hell off of me."
