Pierrot - Pierrot.

You were strolling through the park one warm summer evening, looking around and lingering for a few seconds on the beautiful flowers in the flowerbeds. Suddenly, an acquaintance of yours, who worked as a clown in the circus, Pierrot, appeared before you. He looked embarrassed. He looked at you and handed you a bouquet of blood-red roses, turning slightly to the side, trying to hide his embarrassment.

• Uh... T-This is for you, m-my lady...!