"It was about two years ago. I was working in this flower shop two blocks down from my flat. I hated working there. The flowers were always smelling too intense for my taste. But the people working there and also the customers were quite nice. One customer was particularly nice to me. He first came in during my third week or so, so I still had no clue what I was doing.
When the young man first entered the shop, all the other people were gone. He walked into the room and suddenly everybody else disappeared. Even the flowers couldn't compete with his beauty. His light brown hair looked soft and his lips were plump and perfect. He walked straight towards me. There was a light surrounding him. I don't know. I never had that kind of feeling. He just asked for some flowers. Some Smeraldo Flowers. Me, only being there for three weeks, didn't know these kinds of flowers. He said, they're very rare and asked if I can manage to get them for him. I said 'sure'. He gave me his number and said to contact him, when I got them. Then he left. And I started looking for these flowers everywhere. I asked my boss, but she had never heard of them. I googled, I even went to a library to look them up. Nothing."
"Wow." Lynn interrupts you, "I didn't know you would go through all this trouble, just for a boy, Y/N." She laughs. But you answer in a serious tone:"He wasn't just a boy. He was the most beautiful human being you will ever see in your life."
"Do you have a photo?" She asks curious. You take out your phone and open a folder, you haven't opened since one year Me and Jin. You scroll through the painful pictures, until you find the one you were looking for: Him, sitting on a bench, the soft sunlight behind him, reading a comic. You took that picture at the beginning of your relationship. He was so much into comics and took them everywhere. He often showed you his favourite ones about an alpaca-superhero, but you didn't really get them.
"Wow." Your sister is speechless. You can clearly see her searching for words to describe what she's looking at. "Don't even try. There are no words to describe him." She looks at you:"Why would you ever let a guy like him go? I hope that you didn't break up with him!" She sounds sorta outraged.
"Now wait a bit, little sister. It's not as easy as you might think. Let me continue. So I couldn't find the flowers anywhere, after one week of looking for them I just had to confess to him. So I texted him, and he said he doesn't understand. He knows they are rare, but he didn't think they would be this difficult to get. We texted for quite a bit and he finally said that I have to pay for his coffee, as an apology for not getting the flowers. Since he sounded really upset, I thought that was a valid offer and so we met up at a cute café. We talked a lot, he told me about his passion for comics and games, and he was really funny. I laughed a lot, and I felt good when he was around. Plus he was super freakin hot. I couldn't stop drooling over the table, while looking at him. At the end of our date he confessed to me: that there are actually no Smeraldo Flowers and he just made them up, so he could go on a date with me. I was shocked and flattered at the same time. And yeah... from then on we went on a couple of dates, I had a lot of fun with him and at some point we kissed, that's how we got together. That was about three weeks after he first walked into the shop. We spend a lot of time together, and when I say a lot I mean ALL THE TIME. He usually slept at my place. He was already in college and a tad older than me. He had vacation, so he had a lot of time. I didn't. I had to work, but I skipped shifts more often to spend time with Jin. And after one month of barely showing up at work I got fired. I felt bad for letting the people in the store down, but I hated the strong smell of the flowers, so I wasn't too upset." "How did it all end?" Lynn asks impatiently. "Bad. Really bad." You sigh.
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Track 07
ФанфикYour life is shit. You hate everything about it. Until one day you hear a melody. You can't get it out of your head so you start writing lyrics. When suddenly the composer of the melody, Jimin, stands right before you. He smiles at you, listens to...