Simon

A florist's work isn't just about beauty; it's also hard work. Constantly sorting petals and cleaning stems. Roses were especially difficult; you'd inevitably prick yourself while removing all the thorns. It truly was challenging; your arms often ached by the end of the day.

A guy often came to see you. He'd buy flowers and give them to you right away, telling you that this beauty was just for you. You were amazed by this gesture every time. By the time you brought the bouquets home, your entire apartment was practically covered in flowers.

Simon, that guy, was incredibly handsome. He had thick, wavy chestnut-colored hair and stunning eyes, one brown and one green. This heterochromia was truly magical and captivating.

As it turns out, he liked you at first sight. The first time he passed by your stall, he stopped in just to tell you how beautiful your smile was. He's been a regular ever since, always buying flowers and returning them.

You were also interested in this guy. After receiving his next gift, you couldn't resist asking

• Why do you spend so much money constantly buying me these bouquets?

Simon just smiled mysteriously and said

"You'll understand everything soon, handsome." He left again, leaving the scent of fresh flowers on the counter.

One day, as you were closing up shop, Simon suddenly appeared behind you. Turning around, you jumped and yelped in surprise. He laughed, and a kind sparkle appeared in his mismatched eyes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he said softly. "Maybe we should change the scenery and go to a cafe? We'll have some coffee, chat, and finally get to know each other better. I've had enough flowers for today, now it's time for a nice conversation."