Shoto had known her practically his entire life. Some thought that she was the clingy one, but he was well aware that he was the one always wanting to stand beside her and watch her flowers bloom radiantly from the roots going on her arms and in her hair, because only she had proven capable of blooming despite heat or frost, and he would protect every growing bud if it meant he could continue to be beside her. Light romance told from Shoto's perspective! I hope you'll enjoy! It's my first story here.