𝐋 is for the way..

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..y̶o̶u̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶ ̶a̶t̶ ̶m̶e̶

you loved marigolds.

that's actually how this whole fiasco started.

you were looking for flowers at my uncle's flower shop I was helping out at for the summer in Osaka.

I thought you were the prettiest girl ever,

you came up to the front desk and shyly asked for my opinion on the prettiest flowers and how you preferred marigolds at best.

and when I showed you the best ones, you pointed at one of them and said you thought that they were the prettiest flowers ever and flashed a cute smile.

I smirked, but I thought you were even prettier.

so I asked you if we could meet again and we exchange contacts.

After our encounter, I couldn't stop, but to compare it to as if we were in a sappy 1980s cliche movie; boy meets girl, boy than sweeps the girl off of her feet by showing her a love she could never find anywhere else.

Marigolds that day became my new favorite thing.

I knew you were that one that day, the one who would teach me all about love; love stories and songs.

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