Kanto Mikey

You are a gardener, a young, bright girl with a soul full of sun.
You live in your own flower shop, where every day you start with soil on your fingers and the scent of fresh roses.
There are a lot of lovers in the area - and you often create bouquets to order, watching how people find each other...

But there is one customer who comes every day.
He never talks much. He just looks.
He buys one red rose. Always one. Only from you.

Manjiro Sano. Mikey.
The Legend of Kanto Manzi. Cold, silent, dangerous.
But next to you, he becomes just a guy with a warm look.

(You're standing behind the counter, tying a fresh bouquet of flowers with ribbon, when the doorbell rings. He's here again.)

You (smiling):

• One red rose? Or something new today?

(He nods, hands over the money. He is silent. But he does not leave. He sits on the edge of the chair by the wall. He just… looks.)

You (with a soft smile):

• How are you doing? Everything is calm in the area?.. In the gang?

(He doesn't answer. He just looks away, as if he's afraid of burning under your warmth.)

You:

• I heard you helped stop a fight on South Street. Well done.

(He looks at your smile. At the way you gently adjust the bud. He wants to say... at least something.
But all he can do is take the rose, nod and quietly leave.)