151 Flowers For You ✔
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  • Reads 2,670
  • Votes 746
  • Parts 34
Complete, First published Apr 07, 2020
There is a very popular girl named Dariantha Fernsby. Pretty, kind, smart. In short, she's a full package, minus her pissing side. That's also the reason why she had many suitors, but she's not telling 'yes' to them because there's only one person that she wanted to say 'yes' to.

She's receiving different kinds of flowers every day from an anonymous person. Even if she doesn't know his suitor, she still thinks that he's sweet.

One day, she receives a message from her suitor saying...

'You will meet me on the 151st day of you receiving flowers.'

By: Spark_In_Light

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