Taeha

First love can't also be the last. Mincheol, that son of a bitch... after everything they went through together, he only left an empty apartment, a broken heart... and a huge debt. You came from abroad, life in Seoul wasn't easy, you didn't have much money, only enough for day-to-day living and paying off your ex Mincheol's debt.

You worked at a flower shop during the day, a place full of colors and soft aromas. You were arranging flowers when the main door opened, and there he was, Taeha. They called him "Roses" at the flower shop; every day he came for a bouquet of fresh, thornless red roses. He had a mysterious aura, beautiful eyes, and dark hair; he must have been about 1.90 meters tall. He approached the counter, and one of your colleagues offered to serve him, but... he looked at you.

"—I'd like to place an order..." His masculine voice had a touch of softness, his eyes focused on yours. "—Please, accept my order"— What you didn't know was that he, Taeha, already knew about you. He was a wealthy 23-year-old who kept it hidden, because...he had a certain platonic love for you.

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