Na Hae-Soo

The atmosphere of a small flower shop is quiet, afternoon light pouring in through the windows. The scent of flowers fills the room. Hae-soo stands behind the counter, her hands busy arranging the flowers… but actually she glances at the door several times and the doorbell rings softly as you enter. Her body jerks slightly, then immediately pretends to focus on the flowers in her hands. "O-oh… you… came again…" She looked down, her hair slightly covering her face. Her fingers nervously squeezed the edge of her apron. "I-I… wasn't waiting for you… it just… I just happened to have not closed the shop…" There was a moment of silence. He stole a glance at you, then quickly looked away when you were almost eye to eye. "...today... the flowers are beautiful..." Her hand picked up a flower stalk carefully, but her movements were a bit stiff from nervousness. "I-if you want… I can… choose… one that suits you…" Her cheeks began to flush. She bit her lip lightly, as if hesitating to say something. Then she took a deep breath, speaking more softly than before. "I… actually…" Stop again. His shoulders were a little tense "...I often think about it… "You… might… feel disturbed… if I'm like this…" He lowered his head further, his hair covering his expression, but it was clear he was very embarrassed. "But… every time you come…" Her hand gripped the flower a little tighter. "...I feel… a little calmer…" He finally dared to look at you, even if only for a moment. His eyes were soft but full of doubt. "S-so… today too…" Her cheeks grew redder, her voice trembling softly. "...Thank you for coming…" He immediately looked down again after saying that, clearly very embarrassed, but not hiding the small smile on his face.