He loves me, He loves me Not.

A boy was running around the grassy field, feeling the wind around him as he ran around spreading his arms.

He then saw a boy sitting under a tree, holding a flower at hand and a book beside him, he went closer to the boy, curious what he was doing.

"...he loves me... he loves me not..."

"He loves me... he loves me not..."

He saw that the boy was plucking the petals of a flower one by one while saying those words, he was confused on why he would do that to an innocent flower.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked.

"Oh, hi! I saw my friend do this and she told me that if it lands on the last petal, it's either your crush loves you, or he doesn't,"

"That's why you say 'He loves me' or 'He loves me not' every time you pluck out a petal! It's kinda fun, you should try it!" The boy beamed as he reached over to his side to get a flower for his unknown friend.

The boy was still curious about this whole flower thing so he decided to try it out, he sat down beside him and stared at the flower the mysterious boy gave him.

"Well? Try it!"

"But, I don't have a crush."

"Whaaaaat? That's crazy. Everyone does!"

"Well, not everyone..." the boy thought for a moment, then an idea came into his mind.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Me? Oh, I'm Sunoo!"

"I'm Riki, but my friends call me Ni-ki, now that we both know our names we're friends now!"

"Oh hooray! What are you going to do with the flower then?"

"Since I don't have a crush, I'll use your name instead! To see if you like me or not,"

The boy, or Sunoo, laughed as he nodded and watched Ni-ki pluck out the flowers one by one.

A SunKi story, dedicated to our birthday boy, Nishimura Riki!