20 year old Mizuki Yamashita is a simple flower shop owner that has little interest in heroes or villains. What happens when she comes across a bloodied and scarred man in the alleyway next to her shop?
This is my first ever fanfic! Please go easy...
I added some symbolisms and meanings to each flower for the previous chapters (if you would like to go back and see those). I'll try to continue to do this for each upcoming chapter!
Please keep in mind there are multiple meanings to every flower depending on color, subspecies, and different cultures. I try to keep the meanings simple, although I would love to go more into the different cultural significances~
Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
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Gardenia flowers commonly symbolize a secret or untold love. In addition, they are also given to convey a simple "you're lovely" meaning. Therefore, when used in this way, gardenias can be given to lovers, friends, as well as family members.
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The rest of the weekend was mostly relaxing. Mizuki was able to hang out with Alysa throughout the weekend before she had to go back to University for the rest of her summer classes. Their time spent together was filled with nothing but laughter. With new memories formed, it was time to say goodbye again.
Hugging Alysa before she left Mizuki sighed, "I'm gonna miss you Lysa," "Aww don't worry Mizuki, I swear I'll come back eventually! Andd we'll always have our phone calls."
Recalling the last time Alysa left her for school, Mizuki buried her head deeper into her friend's hug.
Alysa pat the blue haired girl's head and laughed, "sorry again about what happened with your Snapdragon"
Mizuki shook her face against her friend, "Ughhh don't bring that up again. Don't worry it wasn't your fault, I was just dumb and drunk..."
"But he did bring you home safe." Giving her a last squeeze, Alysa let go of her and beamed, "I'll be going now, see you later Mizu!"
Waving her friend off, Mizuki yelled out, "Lysa you better answer your texts!" Laughing Alysa waved back and continued to drive away.
As Misuki went to turn around to go back towards her apartment, she noticed a familiar looking black car pull up near her. Squinting, she tried to take a closer look to see a familiar head of blue hair stepping out.
"Papa!" she yelled out, rushing over to him.
"Hey there Honeybee," the older man smiled and placed a hand on the shorter girl's head. He ruffled her hair a bit before placing his hand on his hip.
"What are you doing here Papa?" Mizuki wondered as she tried to fix her hair. She glanced in the backseat of his car and saw a small suitcase. Glancing up at her father, she gave him an awkward smile.
"You haven't been replying to your mother's texts lately." Mizuki grimaced and quickly looked away in shame. It's true that she's been out of it lately, but it must've been enough to get her parents worried. "...And I just wanted to visit my precious daughter for a little while, I hope that's okay with you?"
