There he is again.
Same time, same day, same boy.
Every Saturday since last August, the same boy walks past my house, picks a single flower from my garden, and keeps walking. I've never talked to him, I don't know why he takes my flowers, I don't know where he's going, I don't even know his name, but I'm fascinated by him. He always picks the brightest flower, despite always wearing black, head to toe. I can't help but watch him when he comes, sometimes I even find myself waiting for him, and wondering who he's picking my flowers for.
He chose a daisy today.
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flowers // phan au
Fanficsame time, same day, same boy. ♡ in which a boy steals flowers from Phil's garden every Saturday ♡ {dnp's relationship in this book is not romantic whatsoever}
